i won’t let you shut me inside an inescapable yellow room. i won’t let you force me to become the keeper of a secret journal hidden underneath a thin mattress. i won’t let you tell everyone i’m just a hysterical woman who clung to every word you said & warped them to convince people to join her in a manhunt. this story doesn’t end with my silence. this story ends with the yell of every victim who’s ever felt hands come behind them to cover their mouth just as the truth started to leak out. - come, take back your hatred.
