You will always be toxic.
There are days that go so well that sometimes I forget it. The reality merges into the highs and gets lost in the distance somewhere far off until I find it again.
I will not let myself forget it. Ever.
Toxic people don’t change, even with all the days that go as smooth as fresh leather, they’re pretty much “the wolf in lamb skin”.
And I’m just the naive person waiting to be pounced on any time.