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aintbrokeWe all know and accept that I'm a private person. (Lousy with secrets, but bad at "sharing".)
They've found me. I really was enjoying not having people I see on a daily basis read this, but Miitch saw and remembered the domain... And Terra informs me that she too has found me. I don't like it. Not at all. When it was just the three of you, or random internet people that I don't know, I didn't have to think about censoring myself.
And now I do.
I had something I wanted to write about work and the Contingent and slash- and no, the three were not related... But now I don't want to.
And I'm sure I've managed to insult you two now- (I don't know- maybe Bibi read this too and it's really three of you.) but there are things that I'm simply not willing to share with you.
So now the question is weather or not I'm willing to move and set up a different livejournal. How Ok am I with this anyway? The Contingent knows everything that happens to me anyway... Yes, everything. It's kinda creepy, but not, because it's you and you are as much a part of me as my arms and left leg.
So now I'm grumpy because I had all sorts of things to write and instead I wasted space with this angsting flibbergiddet.
They've found me. I really was enjoying not having people I see on a daily basis read this, but Miitch saw and remembered the domain... And Terra informs me that she too has found me. I don't like it. Not at all. When it was just the three of you, or random internet people that I don't know, I didn't have to think about censoring myself.
And now I do.
I had something I wanted to write about work and the Contingent and slash- and no, the three were not related... But now I don't want to.
And I'm sure I've managed to insult you two now- (I don't know- maybe Bibi read this too and it's really three of you.) but there are things that I'm simply not willing to share with you.
So now the question is weather or not I'm willing to move and set up a different livejournal. How Ok am I with this anyway? The Contingent knows everything that happens to me anyway... Yes, everything. It's kinda creepy, but not, because it's you and you are as much a part of me as my arms and left leg.
So now I'm grumpy because I had all sorts of things to write and instead I wasted space with this angsting flibbergiddet.
