LOL I laugh at the incredible torments my persecutors constantly give themselves in vain Haterz After having sought ten years for a man in vain, I finally had to extinguish my lantern and cry out: "There are no more! Going for a where have all the cowboys gone kind of thing like Dylan i think I’m gonna do april or so is a cruel month & how you like your blue eyed boy NOW mr octopus? Somebody had to say something

I sought for it and found it: it came from amour-propre which, after having become indignant about men, also rebelled against reason.

Fascinating and original. Essentially from the yoke of opinion signed honeyed malignity.

But certain that they have no other new hold by which they can affect me with a permanent feeling, I laugh at all  their intrigues and enjoy myself in spite of them. catch a body and we laugh about it