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You are talking to yourself




even worse do you answer yourself ?

No.

Sue xx

yes


and yes


I can even argue with myself, but 'both' of me make perfect sense ....and sometimes it really is the only way to get an intelligent conversation ;)

xx

Only when I come on here Uzzi my love

Rose you are so right best arguements I ever have are with me cos I know one of me will win in the end

The b****er is when we reach a stale mate.





Welshy why are you being nice to me ?

All the time, the problem is I am usually giving someone instructions on how to do something (usually on the computer at work) and you just know they aren't really listening and are going to ask in about five minutes to explain it again.

I'm nice to people who are nice to me, I thought we got over our argument and moved on

yes all the time on here, still whatever

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.