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This is a place that we have found. A place that we can come to to express ourselves. A place where our words can run so freely. Where if people read it, they know that it is how you feel, and there is no right or wrong with your words. The words written in these pages are straight out of our thoughts, and our hearts. This place was given to us so that we can have an outlet that some might not otherwise have. This is our place, these are our thoughts. These are our confidants. These pages are ours and ours alone. Some we choose to share, some we keep private. But even the most shared of intimacies on these pages are still our intimacies. They are how we feel, what we like, and our way to communicate what we do not feel we are able in other ways. These are us, at our best, and at our worst. That is what a Live Journal is. It is a living thing, a living thing that changes with us, with our hearts, with our minds.
And when that freedom is taken away, what do you do? When what you have written is used against you, what do you do? Where do you go? You can't turn back, but you can't go forward. It's like when a mother reads her daughter's journal. The daughter from then on has to worry about what she can and cannot write, in fear that her mother will see it. So where does she turn? Start another diary? What if that gets found too? Is there another source she can turn to?
And when that freedom is taken away, what do you do? When what you have written is used against you, what do you do? Where do you go? You can't turn back, but you can't go forward. It's like when a mother reads her daughter's journal. The daughter from then on has to worry about what she can and cannot write, in fear that her mother will see it. So where does she turn? Start another diary? What if that gets found too? Is there another source she can turn to?