I hate fighting with you.
But everybody fights.
You need to learn how to fight.
I'm not the enemy.
I'm just annoying.
You're very annoying too.
You know, these fights are a waste.
A waste of time and emotion.
When I'm doing something annoying you have to love me in-spite of how you feel at that moment.
You have to think about me; put me first and say to yourself "this isn't worth being mad about, who cares what anyone thinks, let's just be together and have a good time, fuck everything else."