Talk

No one to talk to. No one to listen. No one to say the things I want to hear.

How hollow can I get?

There's something so exciting and heartwarming about being able to have long, insightful conversations with someone. I think I could fall in love with anyone who can inspire me intellectually.

I would give anything for someone to talk to. To really talk to. To feel a connection to. To feel understood and understand them in return.

But either I'm too shy to talk to anyone, or there's no one around that's worth it.

'we need to talk.'

such an ominous line. when I hear it my heart sinks, because the conversation that follows is never good things.

at the same time, though, it's good to actually talk about these things instead of staying silent and wondering what's actually going on.

I just need a bit of a run up to them sometimes... and I've had so many of these conversations lately.

I feel like I should say something. But... what?

Why is it that I can talk to some "random" guy that I haven't seen in over 10 years, and never really knew to begin with, more than I can talk to my boyfriend? I'm not so sure this is a good thing. I mean, talking to the random guy was funny, but I think that I should have more than three sentence conversations with the person I am dating.

I don't know... maybe it's just because he is busy all the time...

You think you're so cool. But I know you only talk to hide your true nature, your insecurities, your problems. You can't stand to see anyone happy when you're so obviously not, you can't tolerate anyone different from yourself. How ironic, when you yourself demand tolerance.

I'm tired of being forced to listen to your self-righteous talk.

i like to listen when it's worth listening to.

some people love to talk. some people shouldn't talk. some people talk but cant have conversations.

i wish you would shut up.

please.

Sometimes I just want to tell him, "Hey.... we need to talk about this... I'm serious, I want to talk about this." But I don't know if he's ever really ready to listen to it. It seems to be a difficult subject to address between the two of us. I just hope that I can get over the awkward feeling of "Hey.... we've been messing around for a long time. When are we going to talk about it? Yes, I realize we've had a passing conversation before but that's not the point! I need to talk to you about it. I need to get this off of my chest."

I want to ask him why things are different with him than the other guys. I mean, of the different guys I'm casually dating right now I enjoy him the most. Granted things aren't as physical as they are with other guys but I feel as though that's not important with him. He's cuddly and fun to talk to but when we did start fooling around it becomes awkward almost because of the other girl he's with. it's just very odd.... I mean I love to fool around with him but a few days later I'm confused bout how I feel about the situation. Oh well, it's silly to think of.

Talking is both one of the best and one of the worst things ever.

Communicating ideas and finding common ground is insanely wonderful.

Listening to people say things like "I wish I had a machine gun." When they walk into the clinic and see a line of sixty people makes me want a fish and some thread.

It's nice to talk.

It makes me feel less like a mutant zombie with the plague.

But I still feel like people don't want to be around me.