Laughter would be bereaved if snobbery died.
When I was 5, 6 - so you know, memories aren't that great - I remember coming home and I remember seeing all of our belongings on the street and a Salvation Army truck picking them up. We got taken to a shelter. And then we moved around a lot, finding places to stay.
Dream and Ne-Yo understand what women go through, what we feel, what we talk about, what we're scared of, and I think that their records show that clearly as well.
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