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It Sucked

1/4/2015

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This about sums it up.
So, everything that could go wrong--went wrong. 

It rained.

I cried...a lot.

I wanted to cry more.

I was angry.

I was laughed at.

I did a kick ass job doing double winged eyeliner and there is no evidence of it. 

I washed it off my face with disgust and watched the black, swirly water wash down the drain with the rest of the day. When I lifted my face from the towel and looked back at myself in the mirror, I felt relieved. It was over. The Facebook posts, comments, and messages finally stopped and I could breathe again. 

He played "Happy Birthday" on the dobro, slow and broken, and it was the best I felt all day.

They can't all be happy birthdays.

And I'm okay with that too.
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