The diary of a doll

27 March, 2006
9:30 a.m.

Caution: Explicit Language
Listening to: The 69 Eyes: Framed In Blood
Mood:

Hello beautiful people,

Long time no…. write? I have been working quite a lot. Actually I don’t even recall if I mentioned here that I have a new job. I loved my old one but unfortunately I couldn’t stand the environment much longer, actually any longer. I was in a position where I felt I was helping people but at the same time I was really sacrificing my own health in many different levels. Anyway now I sold my soul to the devil and now I’m working for a HUGE company for a better pay and a nicer work environment although let me tell you that in a way the pressure is a lot greater.

In other news… I actually have so many news I could write here but there’s something really holding me back. Now you see it seems someone I know personally, really personally as in really close to home kinda personally, googled me. They found my net abode elsewhere, after all a girl with different nicks is allowed to roam freely around the net. Now this is someone that I REALLY want them minding their own fucking business. Now when I noticed this I confronted this person with the facts and to make everything short I ended up with an apology and a hallmark net card. However I’m pissed, why? Ok this person actually wondered if he was overstepping boundaries before doing what he did. After all it’s none of his fucking business but he went ahead and checked everything anyway. Now generally speaking there are very few people that know both me in person and me here. This is someone I met under special circumstances several years ago and they know small things about my net persona which is why he could track me down. Now, tracking what he tracked took a good amount of time invested it’s not like he accidentally ran into me online. He searched and searched and searched. He followed link after link in order to find something. He admitted to everything, he says he’s sorry; he gave me a thousand and one excuses. I chose to not give anyone any more excuses and closed down many things. Now, I generally don’t give a flying fuck about what people may say but for now I have my reasons to be careful. However, here’s a small phrase dedicated to him in case he decides to search any further and finds this and please forgive me beforehand for my use of the English language:

Dear, dear curious person. Thank you for making it so easy for me to completely cut you off (although I had done that one before) and now as a farewell. (I’m clearing my throat here). Go fuck yourself and go fucking mind your own goddamned business you piece of shit. You stopped having any right to look into my life the day you decided to fuck around. I couldn’t care less about a lowlife life you, the only reason I’m even mentioning you is because I want you to remove yourself from my life in each and every single way you fucking scumbag. Thank you and I hope you have a nice life AWAY from me.

I apologize for that one again; I just really had to get it out of my chest. However on the good side, I’m really happy about many things going on in my life right now and I’ll delve into it in further entries.

Kisses from your very explicit devilish diva,

Disco Doll

Pain/Pleasure