I was talking to my mom the other day and giving her a bit of "woe is me" with my Marlo issues and she questioned me, asking me if I thought something was wrong. She suggested that I take her to see her doctor. I quickly told her that Marlo didn't need a doctor and that this is all just a phase. Of course, this goes down in my book of the millionth time my mother is right. But it's true. My mother is always right. I'm wondering when the "mother is always right" segment of my life will begin? Soon, I hope.
Look at this face!!!!
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