So yesterday was the first day of spring. Which means I am officially a season behind in my goal to have a summer body. Time flies when your life is falling apart. I feel like I must've been Hitler in my past life, because it's become a ritual to throw my hands up (in rage) and scream, "What did I do to deserve this?"
I have come to the conclusion that good things don't happen to good people. -And I am not just talking about money; there are plenty of poor assholes too. Ultimately what I am trying to say here is: I don't believe in karma anymore. Some of the most amazing people (I have met) are no longer with us, while the bottom feeders, who I loathe, are still going strong. Knowing karma doesn't have my back (for being nice), I have to believe in something else... revenge! You can do me dirty once, shame on you... but when you continually fuck me over, well then I'll just have to stick with what I believe in...
Be Nice 🤷🏽♂️ Revenge
Big thanks to Weiv for making me this custom jacket; to keep the rain (and the bullshit) off my back!!
