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Like I said before. Your professor should go fuck himself. Until he wooden-screws his sorry ass into the ground. He isn't a literary critic, he's a literary hack. Hack.

Plath bested him by a couple of years, and at least, by developing a mildly bemused character. Hack. Can't you just admit that his false-idolatry deserves shame?

We aren't going to talk about the dried out bitch professor anymore are we? It makes me so tired.*wheeeze* *cough*