Why are there such double standards, (example: I am not allowed to read on a boring Saturday at work, but the other *ahem* men in the office gather around the TV and watch golf)?
Why do boys find it necessary to lie when things would really be so much better if they just told the truth?
Why are there starving and suffering people in the world?
Why do cramps have to suck so bad?
Why do people do things that are bad for the environment?
Why do I care so much?
Why do I get my feelings hurt so much? (Probably because I care to much!)
Why do things taht taste so good make you fat?
Why can't I be one of those people who eat whatever they want and never gain any weight?
Why are puppies so damn cute?
Why didn't someone introduce me to blogging a long time ago?
Why, (and when), did life get so complicated?
Why are there ass holes in the world?
Why do friends have to marry the ass holes of the world?
"Why, why, why, do you wanna change me now?" (...ain't I the one you loved everything about? You might start missin' the old me somehow, so why, why, why do you wanna change me now?)
Why do some words have to be so freaking hilarious, (Wapakoneta...hubba bubba...blubber...poop)?
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