How come Beauty08 is right - I feel like I know y'all?
How come I catch myself telling my friends, "Novella said..." or "MeezDiscreet heard..." when they don't have a clue who y'all are???
How come that Mariah Carey situation is really sad?
How come it goes to show that beauty, money, talent and fame are wonderful things, but cannot take the place of genuine happiness and self-love?
How come I'm about to change up the tone of this post?
How come some people just like to try my patience?
How come my mama is cleaning like crazy because my sister is coming home, but when I come home nothing has changed?
How come when I decided I wanted cinnamon toast we didn't have a LOAF OF BREAD??
How come I'm bout to go get some shrimp fried rice instead?
HOW COME I LOVE Y'ALL???
