when we argue we throw things at each other only to make up later, but it seems that the words i say go out one ear through the other and i consider myself a nice guy, but what the hell is going on when im not listening to you either? we're talking to ourselves and not listening and we're gonna end up broken apart because we're talking to ourselves what kind of timing is this? that i don't say anything you want to listen to is very childish but im doing the same so the day we break up you know we're both gonna say: maybe i should have listened a little more.Birth sign: Aries
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