Breaking Up Is Hard To Do
Over the past month I've had a growing relationship that until recently felt like it was getting better and better. But something changed over the holidays and I realized it was time to have the DTR. We talked, and after a sleepless night of crying, remembering the good times, and talking about the future, my beard and I broke up. Today, I moved on. I'll forever miss my beard, but know that my family will be all the stronger because of its absence.
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