oh! and girl with the sweatshirt, I think you're wrong...

so this girl was walking in front of me yesterday on my way home and she was wearing a plain black zip-up hoodie that had "the last cut is the deepest" written on the lower-back area of the hoodie. exactly what I thought, that's completely contrary to what sheryl crow thinks.
I thought more about it, about all the "cuts", and, sure I am being judgmental, selfish, and a little opinionated (which is usually not really me, okay maybe sometimes), but anyhow, obviously there have been some scrapes and bruises that really don't merit consideration in comparison to the cuts, but in all honesty, the first cut really was the deepest. that damn cut took a truly long time to heal, in fact, I think sometimes it still stings. before that cut I thought I was tough and invincible. that cut made me question if I really knew what pain was before it. sometimes I think the few cuts after have really just opened up a wound that was already there but how can they compare? (rhetorical, of course). that cut changed everything. that cut changed the little girl.
who knows, I am sure ten years down the road when my seven children and I are saying fuck off to my lying, cheating, no-good, loser future first husband, then I might agree with the sweatshirt, but for now...I am with you sheryl!