Why are you so concerned?
What's your deal.
How come you have to go out of your way to express how you feel?
What's it matter what kind of shoes they have on their feet?
So what about their hair.
Why are you all inside their mouth worrying about their teeth?
Why are you worrying about the type of car they drive?
Do you get paid for it?
Why are you so fixated on talking about them?
I feel sorry for you.
You need some help.
You live in a sad world.
You need to quit talking about other people and worry about yourself.
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