Was That A One-Outer On The River?

We're on a table with loads of donks and unknowns and we're all-in on the flop:

I think the expression the youngsters use these days is "fml" (fuck my life).

Here are the Poker Stove figures for the turn just to rub it in:

Over the next twenty minutes or so, this was followed up with a few hands where I held baby flushes and was beaten by better flushes. Someone up there likes their little joke I suppose. The odd thing about my recent run of bad form is that (apart from my hiccup at The Vic last night) I actually feel like I've had a sudden surge up the learning curve and that my game is getting a whole lot better.  Funny how poker works at times.