Mom:
I love you and your
super long voicemails
Mothers are like glue
Even when you can’t see them,
they’re still holding the family together
In the end,
mothers
are always right,
No one else tells
the truth
I always say if you aren’t
yelling at your kids,
you’re not spending
enough time with them
Biology is the least
of what makes
someone a mother
You never realize
how weird you are
until you have
a kid that acts
just like you
Mirror mirror
on the wall
I am my Mother
after all
Sleep is like the unicorn
It is Rumored to exist
bit I doubt I will see any
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