Sep 27, 2009 00:53
I hate you. I hate you with every fibre of my existence.
Ever since that night that you raped me; the night including when you stole my innocence and my virginity, the night you forced me to have anal sex until I started to cry and cry, just begging you to stop. Please, just stop. I want to get on with my life and you cannot enable me to do so, even though you are miles away.
You continue to torment me, remembering every little detail of my life and sharing it with the world. I don't want to remember, but I cannot forget, because you have hurt me so. What is it that I have to do to get you to just stay out of my life and leave me alone? You terrify me. I hoped and prayed for the day where you could not get to me, and finally, I got that prayer answered. I hope you rot where you are now; I hope that it makes you so miserable that when you die, not even Hell will want you there.
What did I ever do to deserve this? I am so terrified that you will find me again. I want you out of my life, but you're still there because you raped me! That is a piece of my life that I cannot get back-ever. Ever. I hope that you are fucking happy now. You got your wish; to be remembered. The one thing you feared the most is being forgotten in this life. Well, now, I can never forget. And neither will anyone else.
But they will not remember you fondly as you wish them to. Because you raped me. How does it feel to explain to a woman that you might be interested in that you raped someone? You say you "never intended to hurt anyone", but you did. You raped me. A human being; a woman with thoughts and feelings and dreams.. But now those dreams have been replaced by nightmares. My life is a nightmare that I cannot wake up from. Because of you.
Only with your death... Will this nightmare end.
Pleasant dreams... Pedophile rapist.