I’ve spent the past couple of days asking several hundred Grindr users in Edinburgh whether they believe Scotland should be an independent country. Replies were of variable quality. Here is a representative sample:
Side note: These don’t have motors. They’re completely momentum/wind-powered and literally just wander around beaches unsupervised like giant abstract monsters.
September 15th - Returning to Birmingham via Snow Hill station, an absolutely remarkable view up Great Charles Street to Paradise Circus over the Queensway Tunnels. Several styles of architecture here from Victorian to Brutalism.
And beneath it all, a beautiful, glorious city lives and breathes.
This is my Birmingham.
Thanks for your pics Bob
We goin’ in
The Singing Butler (1992), Jack Vettriano / Drunk In Love, Beyoncé ft. Jay-Z
You may not want to learn anything about code, but code is learning more about you every day; it understands you in ways you don’t understand yourself.
reblog partay x
our train is delayed and i am late for lunch
with a boy i like because he makes me feel
less lonely and that seems like a sufficient
definition for love these days
in this city where it is possible to be surrounded
by the warmth of millions of apartment lights and
still feel cold
are you staring at me because you’re checking me out or are you staring at me because i’m ugly