Why is it that, as teenage boy and girls, we have to like someone?
Why is it that we have to tell people who, why, when, what, how, and all those other question words?
Why is it that people you don't even know well will bring it up in conversation, like you're best friends and expect you to shout to the heavens I LOVE [insert name here]!
Why is it that we can't be happy with us, our guitars, and our videogames?
Why is that if a guy and a girl are friends someone is going to assume they like each other?
Why is it that we sit on things until they're gone, then our only reaction is "Shit...I should have done something..."
Why is it that I don't know you as well as I want to?
Why is it that Ms Nault is so crazy?
Why is it that I've been 16 for a month and still can't drive?
Why is it that I'm asking all these questions on my blog, where no one can or will answer?
Why is it that I'm typing this?
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