I have one confession to make. You will listen to it, I will make you listen to it.

I am an extortionist, a freak, a manipulator. I took advantage of my ex friends to boost my abandoned Instagram account. I vent to people without their consent so that they could feel bad for me. I yell and scream at them when nothing gets in my way. I tell my friends they are worthless and then suddenly surprise them with art and trinkets. I lie and break boundaries because other people did that to me when I was small. I exploit friendships to become popular. I make sure I put a fake image of myself when people get to know me better. I lie to people about my mental being. I am very picky on who I want to be friends with. I cry and scream and put the blame on other people when it’s my problem.

When I complain about not having friends, this isn’t why. People who I pretend to be nice with get caught away with life or get interested in someone else. You need to remain quiet whenever I talk shit about the people who have abandoned without the knowledge of my bad deeds. You will remain quiet when I talk about my personal life. You will remain quiet when you push me at my limit. I will not change because I am obsessed with torturing with myself. Nothing can stop me, no one will. You will listen and respect me, end of story.