" I'M DAT BITCH! "

I'm the life of the party. I'm wanted and needed. Everyone loves me. They love the way I make'em feel. When I get inside of you, the warmth I bring you makes you feel so damn good. We become closed. Real closed. When we're together - you feel more alive; you're more fun to be around. You make others laugh. You sometimes make a fool of yourself - whether it's in a good way or bad way....it's all good, I'll take the blame for it. And when you get out of control, getting mad and shit, you sure can do some damage. I'll let you cool off, but I'll be back in your life as if I never left. And you take me back with open arms....ofcourse. Then you take as much of my sweet poison in your system because you love it when I lay it down on you and knock your ass out.

Sometimes you be talking crazy and say you hate me. I know it's all talk and no action because time and time again you keep loving me. Its a rocky, love and hate relationship. It's all about how I make you feel patna! Admit it! You can't get enough of me. Yes! I'm dat bitch. I make you live in the moment. I bring your hidden ways and desires to the surface. I give you courage to say the shit you wouldn't normally say. You need me. I'm dat bitch for you. Admit it - you can't get enough of me.

Man! Fuck you Tequila. You dat bitch that wants to take over my life and slowly kill me. If you such a bad bitch, then make me do something productive. Yep! exactly. You can't do that. Your purpose in life is to destroy, and take away. Why the fuck should I keep fucking with you. All you do is knock me the fuck out - erasing my memory and shit. This is my life, my moments, my body we're talking about. I'm done wit'yo ass. I don't care about the good times we've had. And this so called courage you give me....bitch please! Trust and believe, you don't own me. I let you play your games for too long. I'm tired of your lies, your ways with me, the regrets and low moments you bring me. I'm done wit'chu Tequila.

You really think I'm gonna believe you this time. What's different now? Exactly. Not a gotdamn thing. You know damn well your punkass need this flavor in your life. Without me you're nothing. You ain't shit patna! You ain't shit!!! You're boring. You're insecure. You have no backbone. You're a loser. You can't make it without me. I'll let you sing your ol'tune - but Trust and Believe, you'll come running back to me when stress is kicking your ass.

You know what....smh. You can say what you want. I don't give a damn about what you think this is. All you need to know and all I need to know right now is that we are done. It's over. You had a strong grip on me for awhile, and I was weaken by consuming more of you in my body. But as I'm pouring you down the drain, each ounce of your intoxicating scent has no effect on me. So what's different now? This time, I'm taking my life back...I own this body. You go'head and be dat bitch to someone else, but as for me, I'm good. So Fuck off! Bitch!

Name - Tequila
Status - Empty bottle
Destination - Trash can

Deuces patna!