#capturedafeeling

[petrasplaining-archived-blog]

MIA.

     ❛ don’t you think it’s time you gave up on that... silly dream of yours? it hasn’t exactly been panning out for you. ❜  

@capturedafeeling // starter call

[drivebye-blog]

@capturedafeeling    ♥’d

night’s got dainty fingers, mostly blackblue but occasionally you might catch a glance of pretty californian lights. dips of neon bluepinkgreen paint in a place they either belong or don’t ; the sun is always up around here, whether it’s in the form of twentyfour hour business or the brightest star his side. it flickers some hours. depends if someone’s dropping water in calculated steps down on the earth or not ; and it’s decided, tonight, to POUR. harsh sheets. it casts vague rainbow shapes on the ground in uncontrollable waves. rock over water. blue over red. it’s relaxing in a hypnotic way.

           the  driver   has pulled the collar of his bomber up. it does nothing, of course, but it’s nice to have around anyway. he finds shelter in the energy depleted NOOK of some lowprice chinese place. doesn’t let the water scrape against his neck. nighttime is, by no means, empty. but compare it to sunlively streets and the evening gatherings (did they ever depart at night? are they so sideparked that they don’t seem to exist after they’ve started?) and you might be reminded of an odd type of desolation.  he doesn’t expect for the downfall to pass anytime soon and his car is nearby (any car is his, but this one in particular had his own registration). approaching sidewalk foosteps interrupt that thought. girl. dressed way too vibrant for this shitty nigthcrawler weather. hurrying, hurrying, probably the start of a streamline from some party, dinner, get-together, take your pick       ———  driver doesn’t comment. he melts into the brick on his back and becomes passive. a temporary observer. 

[styledevoted]

➺ @capturedafeeling

“hang on, don’t move!”

camera in hand, viewfinder already poised by his eye and finger hovering over the shutter button, he tries valiantly to catch the fleeting candid moment. the flash goes off and he’s left unsatisfied. fingers fiddle with adjustments as whizzer attempts to fix the settings, subject already out of mind.

[scurpuss-blog]

@capturedafeeling liked THIS for a starter

      ❝ So, time to weigh in, ❞ Greg shifts his gaze toward her as they exit the exhibit, ❝ The guy who spent ten minutes arranging oranges on the ironing board --- total headcase or symbolic work of GENIUS ? ❞ He waggles his brows and grins. There was an obvious case for the former, of course, but being amongst an art crowd, there would surely be arguments otherwise, as well. Before she can respond, however, he cuts in once more. ❝ Actually, hold that thought. What do you say we continue this conversation over a couple of drinks ? I saw a place just down the block as we were walking over. ❞

[stillsmiiling-archive-blog]

capturedafeeling replied to your post: capturedafeeling replied to your post: ...

|| musical knowledge: that episode of scrubs where they sang about poo. quality.

musical knowledge: i’ve seen a couple episodes of glee. that counts, right?

[coastsick-a-blog]

( CAPTUREDAFEELING GETS A STARTER FROM SEBASTIAN. )

       ❛ i told you, SILLY GIRL, i’m a music guy --- not a film guy.    at least, i think i told you. maybe i was being nice so you’d go out with me again. ❜  

@capturedafeeling

[hostilidadesveladas]

@capturedafeeling.  ( cady & )  mia.

     “Um-- Hi? I. -- I know we’ve never met but. I. Was really touched by your play... it was just... wow.”

[hokeful]

@capturedafeeling​, call.

         ‘ what a voice. can you imagine sounding like that? ’ without sacrificing his deadpan expression, cos raises his chin and pinches his nose to give a pitch-perfect imitation. out of earshot, of course. ‘ i don’t think i could live with myself. ’