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this journal is for the darker things about me. feelings. emotions. bad habits. things i'm ashamed of. bridges i've burnt. bridges i just can't seem to light on fire.
if you want in, and i trust you enough, then i expect you to abide by a few very simple rules.
1.)don't only comment to entries involving self injury and say things like i should stop being so immature and stupid and gross and whatnot. it takes alot for me to post these things here. don't belittle me for actually having emotions and shortcomings. i already feel bad enough.
2.)don't go telling anyone NOT on this friendslist about things written in here. don't copypaste. and for the love of all that is holy---DON'T save pictures and send them around. have some fucking respect.
3.)don't you DARE call my mother and tell her this is here. don't run off and tell my family, no matter how much you think it might "help" somehow. it'd break my mother's heart to know these things. and i will NOT have anyone harassing my sister about her "messed up" family. don't IM my cousin to tell him i'm going to kill myself. just... be smart, okay? that's all i ask. keep what's said in here, IN HERE.
know that i am writing in this journal because it is that. a journal. and it's what i do. write in it. just like any paperjournal. it's less triggering, because i don't have to watch my writing change.
know this. if you read it, if you don't read it, i don't care. if you comment, if you don't comment, i don't care. if you add me, i don't care. if i add you back, it's because i trust you, not that i HOPE you're reading every post going "ohhh..." if i delete you, it's because you broke a rule, or requested to be deleted off my list. whether you, or anyone else, read this---is no matter to me.
i'll write to you. i may write as though talking to someone. this is a.)on the outside chance someone IS reading, or b.)voicing my frustrations at a certain person that may or may not be reading this. regardless...the purpose of this journal is to be able to write my shit, and have it be kept as a semi-public record, so i can't backstep myself like i usually do---"forgetting" anything ever happened. it's here. and you can all work, or not work, as my witnesses. i don't really care.
i'm not writing here to cause drama. i'm not writing to create fucking chaos. the only chaos i want to create doesn't happen on a computer. it happens in my room, with something blue and something silver. ha, enough with the vagueness.
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