Marguerite Bennett's Blog, page 287
July 4, 2016
amusementforme:
#DAD VOICE
(not my gifs–credit to the makers)...
thecomicsvault:
COMIC BOOK CLOSE UP
W O N D E R W O M A...

COMIC BOOK CLOSE UP
W O N D E R W O M A N
Action Comics #565 (March 1985)
Art by Keith Giffen (pencils), Bob Oksner (inks) & Anthony Tollin (colors)
worthythor:
arrives 15 minutes late to avenge with starbucks
therealsongbirddiamondback:
Next A-Force preview.
I like...
July 3, 2016
therealkatiewest:
I forget that many people view my pictures as...

I forget that many people view my pictures as being taken by a man.
NOT SO, MY PRETTIES.
No one is holding the camera, or directing me, or composing the shot. There’s just me. I am not here for you. I’m not arranged for you. I’m not posing to make you feel good.
This is my Hold Up/Don’t Hurt Yourself/Sorry triptych of emotional catharsis completed in 1/25th of a second.
And if you like it? Damn right you like it. Because I love it, and that love is catching. I’m here for everyone that needs that love. I’m arranged for everyone that needs to emulate that love. I’m posed for everyone that needs to know how to feel good.
Middle fingers up.
wyldwoodfaye:
ithotyouknew:
I put on my Tinder profile that I hate sports, I don’t drink beer and...
I put on my Tinder profile that I hate sports, I don’t drink beer and I’m 150% feminine all day all the time and so many guys are like…offended? One guy was like “what if the guy you like loves sports, you won’t even watch with him?” And I asked “will you wake up at 8am during fashion week to watch live streams of shows with me because that’s what I’m really interested in. And he said “I don’t really find that interesting.” And I’m like THEN WHY THE FUCK WOULD I CARE ABOUT SPORTS FOR YOU OMG.
this isn’t an isolated thing. women are expected to change for men. if you don’t want to have children (ever) then someone is bound to say to you: well, what if your husband wants to have children? i was thinking about dyeing my hair & my dad says, what if the guy you’re dating doesn’t like it? we’re expected to lose weight & to dress in a certain way to appeal to men. we’re expected to be less opinionated, less assertive, less talented when competing against a man… it never fucking ends.
bwuhbwuhbwuhbwuhbwuh:
Hamilton + Text Posts Part 25/?
micdotcom:
Watch: Biden takes on the whole system with his...
jumpingjacktrash:
meagenimage:
mvtk42:
dekutree:
why are yall not talking about the information...
why are yall not talking about the information yall don’t know? yall fake
Watch the people who haven’t seen this yet not reblog it
WHY DOESN’T THIS RELATIVELY NEW POST HAVE MORE NOTES, POSTS ABOUT A VERY POPULAR MOVIE THAT CAME OUT LAST YEAR HAVE MILLIONS OF NOTES
if you don’t reblog this negative, guilt-tripping, un-fact-checked post about something you don’t have the emotional energy to deal with, just unfollow me.
humansofnewyork:
“She committed suicide a week prior to our...

“She committed suicide a week prior to our thirtieth anniversary. Our oldest daughter had died of leukemia a couple years earlier. Holly took it extra hard. We drifted apart. We’d parse our words. Nothing was natural anymore: ‘Do we talk this way?’ ‘Do we laugh at this moment?’ ‘ Do we even have a right to laugh?’ But I still thought we were doing OK. Things weren’t like they used to be. But I still thought things were OK. We rented a hotel room for our thirtieth anniversary. I was supposed to meet her there after work. She overdosed on pills before I got there. I don’t know why she did it that way. She said in her note that she wasn’t angry, but I don’t know why she did it that way. I fell apart. I started drinking a lot and doing cocaine. I lost my job. One day I was giving a presentation after being up all night on drugs, and I just started hallucinating. I thought one of the clients was Holly. I stopped the presentation and started calling her name. The company was nice about it. They gave me a nice severance package. But I gave all the money to my kids. I’ve been on the streets ever since. It’s been eight years. My kids have tried to give me the money back but I won’t take it. I ride the subways at night. If it’s warm enough, I sleep on a bench. I read a little. I write a little. I go to the soup line in the morning. I’m just existing. I wasn’t a good husband. I wasn’t a good father. And now I’m doing penance.”
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