My Motives are Questionable

Rage, revenge, and envy.

I’ve always enjoyed writing, and never used to care about being rich or famous. But now, I do, for the worst possible reasons.

A girl I loved dumped me, and I want to prove she was wrong. Or at the very least, be unescapable. Everywhere she looks, I want her to see me. I want her to remember and care, because I’m almost certainly sure that she…