Why did I do that?
What the hell was I thinking?
Was I even thinking?
Am I judging people for doing things I used to do?
Am I doing things I used to judge people for doing?
What if I hadn't told him that?
What if she hadn't seen that text?
What if I hadn't forgotten to return that call?
Why did I think that would actually be a good idea?
Why did I waste my time and effort on something that ended up amounting to nothing?
Oh my god, Rebekah, you can't just ask people why they're white!
How much time have I wasted harping on something that didn't go the way I wanted it to?
How many other things could I have done if I hadn't chose to spend all my time on that?
How many tears have I wasted on unimportant things?
(Okay honestly, not that many. I'm not a much of a crier.)
Why did you say no?
Why didn't you just tell me from the start?
What happened?
How did I manage to lose so many things that were once so beautiful?
How can I get them back?
Do I really want them back?
Or do I want to move on and see what else is in store for me?
What if I had said,
"You."
And what if I hadn't said,
"Well, yeah..."
Where do I go from here?
What happens next?
Should I even care?
