"Is there no end to his diguises of benevolence?

Ah men,why do you want all this attention?I can write poems for myself, make love to a doorknob if absolutelynecessary. What do you have to offer meI can't find otherwiseexcept humiliation? Which I no longerneed.
~ Margaret Atwood ~












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