The things we do are mostly for the weirdest reasons, reasons that are born of a momentary thought, a random occurance, a freak chance of weather, traffic, infatuation.. things that don't matter to any one else, reasons that in most likelihood cease to remain relevant a week later even to us.
And as much as i hate to admit it, things that remain are the things our parents told us to care about, you know. yeah.
yeah.. real senti

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