Hi! Welcome to my diary. This is just a spot for me to ramble/vent. This will get graphic, so just be warned.

09.12.25 · Theme: Disturbed. Violence warning, read w caution.
I am a rabbit. My life has been peaceful, much less stressful. I hop through the fields of my home—the sounds of nature passing me by as I run. I run, and I run, yet you somehow catch up to me. You've caught my scent, and you haven't lost it. Not since you've met me. You are a wolf in my burrow. You stick your nose where it doesn't belong, you dig through the dirt of my home to find me—but by the time you get to the bottom, I'm already gone.
I remember our first interaction. It was warm. I was afraid. You followed close by me, protecting me from those who dared to get too close. I trusted you. I let you get close, I lowered my guard, and I shared my leaves with you. But that wasn't enough. You were full of greed. Was it temptation, or the everlasting need to sink your teeth into me? You took what you wanted. You disregarded our bond. Our trust. I assumed that our difference in species wouldn't be an issue. You had protected me, yet you turned and did the very thing you were keeping me safe from. I can still remember the feeling of your fangs sinking into my flesh—the hot blood seeping from my side as I kicked and pried, trying desperately to get away from you.
But you held me down. And now, I run. You have taught me to run when I'm afraid, and you stripped away everything I had built myself up to be. I am a rabbit. My life has been peaceful, much less stressful. I hop through the fields of my home—the sounds of nature passing me by as I run. Yet everywhere I go, you never fail to trail behind.