karma, you're a bitch. i'm sure i'm not the first to tell you. here i am, minding my business (years later) and i get the biggest bite on my ass that led me to a lesson on life, a good "how to." look, i know i ain't the best person in the world and i got a lot coming to me. sure, i did my part to heart break and i paid the price to fight the demons which plague me so i see that is no definite need to come back vengeful, in a form of haste, spitting hate upon wounds that are not so new. blame it entirely on the universe, but karma ain't got no explaining to do. i suspect i had this coming to me as well as the thief in the night. i am damn well gonna die and pay taxes and take a couple of them losses within a fight. i been banged up and mishandled so i dished it where i took it afraid of not seeing the next day, dawn awakens with colorful hues- knocked down on my ass again/pull up by the bootstraps cause clouds awaken the storm on th