March Madness.

Today I just realized how much March hates me. When I was 16 my dad past away. When I was 17 my first "real" boyfriend broke up. I got away clean for a couple of years and now at 21 in March my first love broke up with me. March won't let me catch a break. And now it is St. Patricks day and I am sick as a dog, so I am sitting at home.