you.

So you want to take credit for MY work. I guess all the things I've worked on by myself for it means nothing. Well go ahead it's not like you have the guts to say anything to my face. Besides the people who you think are your friends know the truth and know all the work I've put into it. They know the hours the I've spent planning and organizing and researching. They know that I'M the one who created something that people will one day take advantage of. So you want to sit there and take credit for that? Okay. Because I promise one day it all will come crashing down on you. It may seem like things are perfect however when you least want and expect it....you'll fall. So go ahead and lie to my face and pretend that you care.
I know the real you. And you've pushed me far enough so I'm going to reveal all of how I feel. You are one fucked up person. You try and pretend to be happy but you turn to all the wrong maneuvers, things that hurt you more. So here's a wake up call: It only makes things worse. You think that everyone believes you...guess what...we know. We're aren't stupid. Things won't get better unless you let them. So grow up and learn to deal with things the healthy way.
I'm not perfect (gosh I am far from it) however I have a great support system that isn't as messed up as I am. They hold me up and know what makes me feel better. They can say nothing and still make me feel better. Because I know that they truly care and want the best for me.
So yes, I'm calling you out. Yes, you are very smart and pretty. But at the end of the day can you honestly sit there and say that you are PROUD of what you've done. Of who you are. Can you look in the mirror and believe that you've never done something you don't regret? Yes...I was angry. But now that I've got this out I'm happier. You know why? Because I have a healthy way of releasing my pain. I don't let it build up inside of me and take over my life. I write. It's what I'm good at and what I love so when I write you know it's the truth and from inside me.
In the end, at least I can say that I learn from my mistakes and am honest. I'm not afraid to let people know how I feel. I have the courage. So feel free to reply. Feel free to come forward. Although I don't think you will. But good luck in life.

Mischief Managed.