a clever disguise I am absolutely obsessed with the whys of things.

I could almost care less WHAT you do, because I am so focused on WHY you do it.

Por_ejemplo, if my man wanted to bring a lady over for sex and I asked him why and he said because sex with you is boring I would be all like, "Fuck you, jerk. Sex with YOU is boring." But if he was like, "I just think it would be hot to watch you make out with a chick." Then I would be like, "No, we're seriously not doing that, but thanks for the kind gesture."

This is kind of a bizarre example, but you know, whys are pretty important.
what's it to you?
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