While I’ve never really spoken about this on here because I never felt like I owed strangers on the internet explanations about something that happened in my life five years ago, people keep bringing it up, twisting it, and spreading lies about it, so I guess it’s time to say it once and move on.
When I was younger I briefly had an OF; it lasted about a month. I posted maybe 8–10 pictures total, none of them nude or explicit; they were just lingerie and underwear photos. People online love to turn that into something insane; calling me a “former OF star,” claiming they saw videos or content that never existed and this point people are simply making things up.
The truth is actually very simple. I was young, naïve, and influenced by a culture that constantly tells girls this kind of thing is empowering and harmless. I tried it, realized very quickly that it wasn’t something I wanted to do, and stopped almost immediately. Do I regret it? Sure. Do I think it defines who I am as a person today? Absolutely not.
What’s disturbing isn’t that a young girl made a dumb decision she later moved on from. What’s disturbing is the behavior of people online who dig through years of someone’s past just to try to humiliate them today.
This is also a reminder that if you have ever saved, shared, or reposted those pictures, you are participating in the spread of non-consensual images. Those photos were never floating around the internet. They weren’t on Google, they weren’t on random websites, and they certainly weren’t something being publicly passed around for years. Someone sent them around with the intention of hurting me, and others decided to keep spreading them.
For context; this happened FIVE years ago, when I wasn’t even the person many of you know today. I wasn’t “lolitadiariess” I had a small account in my country with a completely different name. I wasn’t a public figure, I wasn’t viral, and this was not something anyone was talking about, which is why it’s honestly strange to watch people on Twitter try to turn this into some huge story.
Because in my real life, it isn’t. Most people in my life don’t even know about it, and the few who do simply don’t care; they know who I actually am today. It lasted a few weeks, it was five years ago, it was never explicit, and it never defined me.
Something I did for a few weeks when I was young did not hurt anyone else and does not define who I am today. But spreading someone’s private images, and lying about them just to hurt them does say a lot about a person’s character.
And honestly, I would much rather be known as a girl who made a dumb decision years ago than as the kind of person who goes out of their way to harm others.
Anyway, if you’ve seen the pictures, I know they were a smokeshow💋 Life goes on!! XOXO