But I’m not up for the taking, so it’s a challenge.
Nothing’s changed. He’s still him.
Funny 23-year-old pretty boy with a son and a shit load of dirty laundry.
Funny thing is, there were days I would have easily taking his bullshit back; not for him, just for the attention.
Now I have the upper-hand, he’s my toy even though I know he’s toying with me just the same.
I have something to fall back on, leverage; he has his drugs, women and alcohol.
Not even worth my time, I know but talking to him makes me want to use him.
As evil as it may sound, I deserve revenge.