“The rest of them would like to watch me
and feel nothing. Reduce me to components
as in a clock factory or abattoir.
Crush out the mystery.
Wall me up alive
in my own body.
They’d like to see through me,
but nothing is more opaque
than absolute transparency.
Look—my feet don’t hit the marble!
Like breath or a balloon, I’m rising,
I hover six inches in the air
in my blazing swan-egg of light.
You think I’m not a goddess?
Try me.
This is a torch song.
Touch me and you’ll burn.”
— Margaret Atwood, “Helen of Troy Does Countertop Dancing” (via misswallflower)
11:22 pm • 11 February 2016 • 146 notes
radiofreepants:
My friend Cheryl and I made these X-Files valentines a few years ago because we’re giant nerds. I thought of them because I’ve been watching The Fall and having murder nightmares and it’s almost February.
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11:16 pm • 11 February 2016 • 3,547 notes
“And the scary thing I have noticed is that some people feel really uncomfortable around women who don’t hate themselves. So that’s why you need to be a little bit brave.”
— Mindy Kaling (via emtinuviel)
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11:15 pm • 11 February 2016 • 116 notes
themaskednegro:
fuckyeahwomenprotesting:
micdotcom:
Didn’t the the announcers making fun of those girls actually ASK for photos from the general audience beforehand as well?
Yup. A few minutes before they started taking selfies the staidum issued that there was a contest for the ‘best’ selfie and encouraged those in attendance to take and send them to a number for prizes.
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1:07 pm • 19 November 2015 • 170,779 notes
