Why do we worry?
Why do we all play scenes over and over again in our head, till we definitely know we think we know we hate someone?
Why do we always think of things to say, and when its our time to say it, we dont use what we planned?
Why do the littlest things piss us off, when the big things are just forgiven and forgotten?
Why do we drive to the gym to run on a treadmill? LOL
Why do we always ask why?
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