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Det är inte ofta jag läst andras texter eller citat och känt att jag finner ro i det. Visst, man plockar lite här och var och förstår helheten men det finns inget där ute som känns i varje atom i mig. Som om det kunde varit skrivet av mig. Helt och jävla hållet.
Förutom följande text. 

"I do not want to be the leader. I refuse to be the leader. I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don't mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated. I don't mind being told to stand on my own feet, not to cling, be all that I am capable of doing, but I am going to be pursued, fucked, possessed by the will of a male at his time, his bidding."

Tack, Anaïs Nin.