Big Ass Can of Warms

As a child who comes from a broken home I have come to learn that every time my parents get together... Shit literally goes down.
A can of seriously smelly rotten gag inflicting warms is let loose and I wonder why.
More than once I have prided myself of being a civil being but my polished.... Or sort of polished nature goes out the window and I wonder... Do I fall in the same bracket, the bracket of the likes that can never let go of the past... Those still haunted by their pain... This still scalding in fires of foregone relationship... Is the ex that much of a pain in the ass or is it just human nature to stick to what hurts rather than remember all the good times. We claim to love to be happy but always aim at the underclass... Machete in hand ready to battle even when none is there.
I have come to learn a thing or two from my large, dysfunctional family, utterly annoying family, it will never be perfect... I just have to learn to let go of the past and forget as much as I forgive.
Nekh.

Hey guys,
Welcome to 2015. I take this opportunity to wish you all a happy new year.
My year started with a bang! Literally... I started this year on the sandy beaches of Diani... Crossed at least three things off my bucket list in a morning... I gotta say am achieving dreams this year!
I trust your year will be awesome. Best of luck.
Nekh.