I wonder if anyone has ever devoted as much time and thought to understanding me as I do trying to get the same insight on other people. Really, I just want to understand.
Ahhh, finally. Something we truly have in common. I have long sought out the answers to the puzzle that is other people. I mean, it's one thing to want to get to know someone; but wanting to know that person's story is something else entirely.
It really is a sentiment after my own heart. I, for one, have often wondered why you do the things you do. I think we may have had these sorts of conversations back in the day. I have often wondered why you say the things you say. Why do you make the choices you make?
If we are truly nothing more than the products of our pasts-of our collective past, even-then what brought you to where you are now? What has impacted your life so much that you would want to know other people's stories? Why would you care? Why should you care
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It really is a sentiment after my own heart. I, for one, have often wondered why you do the things you do. I think we may have had these sorts of conversations back in the day. I have often wondered why you say the things you say. Why do you make the choices you make?
If we are truly nothing more than the products of our pasts-of our collective past, even-then what brought you to where you are now? What has impacted your life so much that you would want to know other people's stories? Why would you care? Why should you care ( ... )
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