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This is a feminist’s blog.
I, myself, sometimes forget that. I get tired. I get fed up with how other feminists behave and I debate about putting the word down and finding something else to call myself. And, really, like anyone else, I want to be liked. And I want to feel like “[bleep] you, I can too stand it,” when really, I can’t.
It’s so dumb. Like Liz says, “they play me like a pit bull in a basement and for that…



