I Wish It Would Rain
Last Sunday would've been my 18th wedding anniversary, and Monday would've been Al's 50th birthday. I'm in the middle of some really deep emotions, and I think I'm going to go nuts if I don't get out of here. I had a friend who promised to there for me through this rough time, but is now gone. So much for that I guess.
I'd like to go get a half gallon of ice cream and eat it all myself. I don't really know what to do with myself. I feel like crying.
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