Listen, man, you don’t get it.
Im listening Whadon I get
Trulyreally?
Truly Really I aint got a fuckin clue wha your
talkin about
We’re talking about you, about
the way you think, the way you talk People don’t talk, act like you.
They certainly do
They don’t. I have a hard time
when you insist people think and act as you do.
They do
he cast his eyes to the sky stared
for a moment then returned them to his face You’re not stupid. People, others, don’t; they don’t, even if you think they
do.
Okay If I concede provide you the concession you seem to need youll complete the thought you leapt from
Yes. Thank you. Let me finish
talking, for once, you’re always interrupting . .
.
. A bad habitperhaps but long ago I
decided when someone says something I disagree with that Ill not give them a
single second of acquiescingagreeing with their statement Fucks need to knowNow theyre off base I vehemently disagree
And you don’t ever disagree; you seem always to vehemently disagree.
I do I prefer having my blood upspittle at the readywaitin
to fling from my lips
You interrupted me.
I did I apologise
Thank you. Please let me conclude
my thought before you pour over me.
Ill try Ill try real hard
Thank you. I need you to hear me.
Im listening
You do not think or talk or act
the way other people do.
Frankly. I’d say you were
abnormal. Your processes are abnormal. Other people are not like you, no matter
how much you insist they are; they’re not, not by a long shot.
he listened
Okay. You obviously have
something to say, you always do.
I do youre correct
You do realise
that if you can acknowledge my ways are abnormalyou follow them you say you do
I do.
Then my friend youve admitted youre abnormal too
1813, Sunday,
3 5. 20
1328, Twosday,
5 5. 20
Bruce Springsteen Born to Run
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f3t9SfrfDZM
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