Twenty-something transhumanist writer's sketchpad, ideas & photolog. Contains angst, unusual punctuation and swearing.

Under Blackfriars

Under Blackfriars

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When you see a guy messing with his perfect hair in his reflection and you are like; “no hot guy, it’s perfect don’t worry”

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Sketch what I did. Started to change the pose halfway through so I stopped. But I’m quite happy with it.

Sketch what I did. Started to change the pose halfway through so I stopped. But I’m quite happy with it.

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Have you ever seen a human heart? It looks like a fist, wrapped in blood.

Larry, Closer (2004)

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wirhabenkeinezeit: this is what I’d sketched before your last message - obviously hella rough, but idea part 1

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Spitalfields

Spitalfields

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If you like, I am glad that he is dead. At the same time his loss wounds me. Why? He has taken a piece of my life with him into his death, irrevocably. And a grain of his death has scattered it’s dismaying seed within me.

Death of the Adversary, Hans Keilson

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This is not good. I hope that this is a bug.

This is not good. I hope that this is a bug.

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So I had a job interview today, which went pretty well.

There was some group activity thing in which two members of the group had to agree to be sacrificed. I was one of the two. The other turned to me and said “Well, it’s like that Smiths song, y’know; ‘to die by your sideā€¦’”

Like, she actually quoted the same line of the same Smiths song.

Oh yeah also I totally got the job so thats rad.

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From the inspiration of this, I felt that the whole e-card thing is a bit of a lazy way of making something entertaining, so I played with some fonts.

From the inspiration of this, I felt that the whole e-card thing is a bit of a lazy way of making something entertaining, so I played with some fonts.

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AND ANOTHER THING. THIRTY SECONDS TO MARS ARE BOLLOCKS AN’ ALL.

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Crossways Mansions

Crossways Mansions

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Just some chair and some light

Just some chair and some light

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Anyone else who has come off meds ever find themselves fighting the idea of going back on them?

Like, they did me a lot of good and allowed me to get the position where I didn’t need them.

But now I’m back in the sort of place where I could need them and I really really really just don’t want to be back with them.

To be more clear, part of me wants to make them a part of my life again, to use it as part of the framework of empty days, and to get the get-up-and-go from them, and another part is afraid of that dependence.

I think its part of that need not to be dependent?

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