Why do I love my friends so much even if they frustrate me so?
How come even if they are unintentionally doing it, our mothers can hurt us so much?
How can an old memory still haunt me to this day?
Why do I wear 2 gargantuan rings in 2 fingers in the same hand?
How can my tummy hang this way?
How come I know more old songs than contemporary ones?
Why am I bothering you with these questions?
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