i'm leaving this godforsaken website. not because of some moral stand. i am off to a country where they may not enjoy some of the things i peruse slash post on here. find me on the other place. my letterboxd. my phone number, which is
what the fuck is up with the train map. is that meant to be high speed rail? because that's been fucking binned. the dotted line between britain and ireland as well boggles the mind. what's going on there
Didcot, a place you enter just to leave... where the only reality is moving...
TRAIN HEAVES ON, ONCE MORE...
Main Detective, looking out the window, now smoking a comically large blunt:
Reading, a place you enter just to leave... a place of departure, of flux, of evil...
SCENE: ON A TRAIN, ZOOMING PAST ENGLAND'S GREY AND UNPLEASANT LANDS
Main Detective, looking out the window:
Swindon, a place you enter just to leaveโฆ a place where nothing happens but transience...
TRAIN HEAVES ONโฆ
Main Detective, looking out the window, now smoking a cig:
Theres smthn psychologically torturing abt your mom watching the same looping short on social media over and over so you keep hearing the same soundbite blasting fron their phone 8 times in a row
@alshipley tbh the covers before daydream nation are rancid and then there's a great run with dn/goo/dirty and washing machine. i like the cover to experimental jet setโฆ but those 4 are hall of famers. if you switched the covers of dirty and evol the latter would be a 10 in everyone's eyes
i never have and never will. anybody more literate than me is somebody who should a) kill themselves and b) somebody i would hate dating. people read books for me. prepare to cry reading about asparagus baby