ILLITERATE. 

i don't think i remember what it's like

to express a thought.

FREEDOM.

is slavery and ignorance is power,

but is it?

CAGED.

they want to steal me, trap me, and break me until i

think it's right. 

SHIELDED

not only my body but my mind, my soul and

my everything.

BROKEN

they think i'll be what they want but they'll

never get to me.

SURVIVE

i won't only just live and exist because i'm not

just a foolish girl.

TOUCH ME, DEAR BOY,

and burn. 

#myhandmaidstale. GOD I love Margeret Atwood. the last two sentences are a reference to a poem of hers called Helen of Troy Does Countertop Dancing and it's honestly one of my favourites. she's one of the few feminist authors who are AMAZING at everything. :)