#converstaion

listening

Our conversations mean more to me than you think- I cherish them all 3:48 PM 22/2/22

Let’s be friends for a second

Neo: *its a trap!*

and this is actually a problem that makes me fear for my life/face being beaten in.  And it all starts with a flirt, or even a hello. What do y’all think? add a comment or re-blog a response. I’m looking forward to your perspective.

some sensible sayings [above] mural graffiti street art [featuring @amberellaxo] found 2017 in Fishtown, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, that depicts white Valentine’s day conversation hearts against a black background and these decipherable alphanumerics: I believe in you; wake up; stay; try harder [ americanifesto / 場黑麥 / jpr / urbanartopia / whorphan ]

we sat on the top of the hill, watching the winking lights of the sleepy neighbourhood. you spoke first. do you ever feel like you're just watching, like you’re just a bystander to the world? yeah, i said, do you ever feel like your whole life is just one big dream, that you will eventually wake up from, disorientated and confused? yeah. we continued like this, throwing our questions back and forward like a child’s game of catch. after a while we fell silent. the sounds of the night filled the air around us, like a force-field protecting us from the world. i looked up at the stars and smiled. all those stars you said all those planets and yet our troubles seem so big and important to us. i guess we all forget about how other people have problems and issues, not just us. i paused before saying that’s what makes us human, i guess, everyone believes that they have it worse. we’re all selfish deep down. none of us want to die, not really. you know? you looked at me I know. the stars stood still, as did time. tomorrow seemed as far away as the planets in the sky. but tomorrow will always come, and we will always have to leave the moments that seem timeless

Blaise: Yes you do. First, you stare at her. When she looks at you, you look away.