December 2011
201 posts
O.O my mom would kill me
A mother passing by her daughter’s bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, “Mom.” With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:
Dear Mom: It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing...
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I don’t think that there is any such thing as a perfect relationship. I think...
– Bette Porter