Revenge is not really the exact word Im looking for but it will do for the time being.  This will be the first, last, and only post I will ever dedicate to this particular subject.  

Im generally happy with life, and I know that might be a hard concept to grasp but there’s no breaking that down this time, Ive got an extremely firm grip on who I am and who I want to be.  I’m only human, I make mistakes, I give in to temptation, I go against my morals, I lose sight of who I am.. but everything I’ve done, seen, heard, felt… all of it put me where I am today, and gave me the things I have, and I am entirely thankful.  Stepping outside of myself at times, I don’t think I made the greatest choices, but I lived my life, and I learned, growing up doesn’t happen overnight, and it sure doesn’t happen without experience.  Don’t dare speak about me, when you’ve made your own filthy mess.

You chose the life you live, and there’s not a single person you can place the blame on. I’m not there for you to drag through the mud anymore, you can carry your own weight now, are you strong enough? Or are you just going to keep sinking and sinking till inevitably theres no way out?  This hand has been extended to you more times than ever deserving.  Rest in peace, cause you’re dead to me.