You discovered and read my last blog. You read my diary. You've called me every name under the sun and, for a while, I believed some of what you said.
Just in case you stumble across this one day: Fuck you. I will write what I want. When I want. And I will NOT be abandoning this one.
4 comments:
good gerl..
x
Stick it up his arse!
I had a stick-beak husband that read my diaries and then read parts of them out to HIS ex-girlfriend and asked her what SHE thought I meant in my diary!!
Grrrr. I had to rip about three years of writing to shreds.
Hold your head up.
I am with you!
kimba - thanks chicken.
kate - Its an awful, awful feeling isn't it. He not only read my blog, but my travel diaries too. It is such a feeling of violation. Said prickface has since come back repeatedly begging for forgiveness, telling me how i should just remember the "good times". Hmm, I can't!
FtW: Thanks for the solidarity : )
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