Sometimes, I Just Want To Scream. If I Was A Man, Then Maybe My Ideas Would Be Heard. My Confidence Wouldn't
Sometimes, I just want to scream. If I was a man, then maybe my ideas would be heard. My confidence wouldn't be mistaken for arrogance.
—Flynn Caulfield
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