A Pointed Entry To A Rapist
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First off, if you aren't sure if this entry is addressed at you, sign the guestbook. If you feel you can't sign the guestbook, it might be addressed at you. If you are one VERY specific person and you sign the guestbook, don't worry, I will tell you that it's aimed at you. This does NOT apply to random people who have wandered here through diary links and do not know me from another source, I can reassure you of that much.

This is one entry where comments are welcome. This is an open letter. This is... personal, but in a VERY public way.

Consider yourself warned. I get angry, in this one.

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I have the oddest feeling that the sanctity and safety that was this journal has been violated.

More updates when I get back.

I'll know by then if I'm right or not.

There's a couple things tucked away between the lines in here... beartraps, I guess you could say. Ways for me to check on my suspicions.

There's a nifty little thing that tells me where each person who comes to my page is from.

There's a guestbook - if you sign it and announce yourself as a reader, you are forgiven.

If you don't (and yes, this is addressed to a specific someone) then it's a violation.

You weren't given this address.

You weren't given the right, yet, to pick apart my life this completely.

This is the part I wanted to wait until I could trust you completely for.

This is the part that is more than just games, more than just words, more than just simple, well-thought-out entries written clearly on one central subject.

This is the part that gets confusing, this is the part where I change my mind from day to day, where I say WHATEVER I think and WHATEVER I feel at a given moment, regardless of whether or not the readers like it.

That, now, includes you.

Because you've invaded.

You've raped my mind.

I feel violated, now. I'd say thank you but it's not even a violation in the good way. *sigh*

I'm never going to password this journal. I'm never going to edit it for ANYONE. This is me.

This is ALL of me, even the not-nice, not-fun, not-pretty, not-sweet, not-innocent, not-obedient, not-kind parts. The irrational parts. The depressed parts. The crazy parts. The bitch parts.

This is me.

I refuse to apologise for me. I will defend myself to the death.

You were not yet invited.

Get out of my head.

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