I have so many clever posts written in my head, but I just feel yucky. Yucky, yucky, yucky. The only person who can make it better is my mother and she's at work. How dare she? She needs to be available to sooth my sorrow at every moment. I know that there are many other people who love me and would say, 'I'll help.' But sorry, I want my mommy.
I am now sticking my tongue out at You as a goodbye.
p.s. I just realized something. I'm a mommy. I hope I can sooth sorrow as well as my Mother. Yikes!
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