Karma

I want to thank-you for breaking my heart. No, really its true there’s nothing quite so refreshing as pain deep in your stomach and the sleepless nights that leave charming circles under your eyes. I’m sure I deserved this for some horrible digression in my past. Was it the time when I was nine and I took two King Kong erasers from the dentist’s office instead of one? Maybe it was for cheating on that math test in 10th grade—yes one hundred percent was hard to believe. Perhaps Karma you have had it out for me from the start, not liking my cocky walk or my smart ass comments. Whatever it is I am grateful to you Karma my dear old friend. Maybe we should go out drinking sometime so I can get you drunk and when you pass out take compromising pictures of you with a transvestite hooker. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do. Who will be laughing then Karma? Me dear old friend.