Posted Mon May 16, 2016 | 126 Words | Tagged story

You see the cocky guys all over the place. Drives you crazy and you find them really irritating. But you notice them, notice them over and over again.

Sometimes you wonder why they have to be so cocky and arrogant. I know talking about it just winds you up. Fuelling the fire you have for them.

Why don’t you try those boxers on over there? And the cap? You do look quite funny now. 

When did you get those tats? Look pretty good don’t they. Remind you of those cocky guys a bit don’t they?

What’s that smirk for? You’re just one of them now. The hate you had was really all along jealousy of them. Not like you’ll be thinking about stuff like that anymore.