People are really funny creatures....when we feel like doing...we don't do...what we don't feel like doing....we always do....
Why is it that we choose to go when we don't feel like going? Why is it that we throw ourselves at guys we don't like? Perhaps, it is because the Stranger feels so tired...if she doesn't raise such a ruckus...she would be asleep by then...
Why is it that we can be with a group of friends...yet feel so lonely?
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