Dream a little dream of me
You make me wanna die- The Pretty Reckless
I've noticed I'm always the listener and never the speaker. Does that make me a good listener? I mean I don't mind listening to people. They're quite interesting but ... why don't I talk?

Another realisation is infact, I do talk. It's just noone listens or cares enough to actually hear about my lifestory than it is for me to listen to theirs. Again.. I'm pointing out, I have no problem in listening to ppls lives.. It's just sometimes.. I don't like being ignored.

I mean, I could of had an awesome day. Like today. It's easy for me to tell people how was my day but it's hard to get a response from them. Like why aren't you asking anything else about my day? Am I that boring? Am I not that interesting enough to spare 10 minutes of your attention on me so I can talk about myself?

And that's why my dear, I don't talk about anything to anyone because no one gives a damn. I'll always be the listener.
Wednesday, August 22, 2012 10:20 PM
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