Remember that time you knew you were going to see your ex? You tried on countless outfits, bought the best push-up bra, and spent more time on your hair and makeup than you did for Spring Fling.

It worked.  He texted.  He called. He might have even stopped by.

Beyonce didn’t need to impress her ex last night; it wasn’t that big of a deal.  Merely a little inauguration lip-syncing redemption needed to occur.

She rocked the house.  Lights out and all.

The only difference between Beyonce and your my ex scenario; all of America updated statuses, liked, tweeted, hash-tagged, and blogged.

Beyonce, Destiny’s Child, or Taco Bell.  Who did you hashtag?

A little more Beyonce…incase you haven’t heard.


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