why retet left me

he didnt left u, he didnt know u were there cuz u didnt texted or called him.

retet is truely sorry and loves u.

"someone" hey retet why did u left me there :(

Retet i didnt, look up at the text i wrote. so pls stop asking "why retet left me there"

Why am i here

When you don’t know where you are

You: why am i here
Friend: IDK

why are there so many definitions of this

okay okay, so far there is only one, but why will so many people make more definitions for this word? WHY?

why are there so many definitions of this? There are too many. You probably won't even find this definition.

why are there so many definitions of this

It appears nobody has made any more definitions for this sentence, so I made another one.
MAKE MORE PEOPLE!!!!

Why are there so few definitions of 'why are there so many definitions of this'

so tell me why

Ain't nothin' but a heartache
(Tell me WhyYy)
Ain't nothin' but a mistakeEe
(TELL ME WHY) I never wanna hear you sayy (WOOOHHOOOO)
I, wAnT iT tHaT wAyYyYyYyYy

So tell me why ~skit~
Dood- So, do you recognise any of these men?
Gurl- I was hiding in the bathroom stall, so I didn't see his face
Gurl- But, I heard him, he was singing along to the music at the bar
Dood- Do you remember what he was singing?
Gurl- I think it was that song, I want it that way?
Dood- Backstreet boys, I'm familiar. Okay.
Dood- Number one, can you please sing the opening to 'I want it that way'?
NO1- Really? Ok-. You are, my fire
Dood- Number two, keep it going
NO2- The one, de-sire?
NO3- Be-lieve, when I sayyy
Dood- Number four!
NO4- I, want it that wayy
Dood- TELL ME WHYY
Dem all- Ain't nothing but a heart ache
Dood- TELL ME WHYYYYYYY
Dem all- Ain't nothin' but a mistakeee
Dood- Now number five--> NO5- I, never wanna hear you sayyy
Dood- WOOOHHOOOOO
Dem all- I, want it that wayyy
Dood- Ah, chills, literal chills
Gurl- it was number five, number five killed my brother
Dood- oh my god, I forgot about that part..

Why am I not dead

Bc u haven’t found the right time to die

Me: why am I not dead like u really wanna die rn
My brain: BUUUT u could die next time someone gets mad at u like they get mad at u THEEEN go off all depressed and shit AND THEEEEN write a super dramatic note abt ur depression and shit AND THEEEN die and um ya know like guilt and shit but ya

why do I exist

I don’t know. why do you exist? why do I exist? why does anything exist?

Veronica: Why do I exist?
Ember: Why would you think I know?
Veronica: Because.