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DANGER-PRONE DAPHNE STRIKES AGAIN! STRIKES AGAIN! AND AGAIN! ONCE MORE! I MEAN, JEEPERS, WHEN’S SHE GONNA DIE ALREADY? 


from your friend’s lips to god’s ears, and god as you know is fame, and fame makes sure the world (this town!) knows that you are nothing if not filmy baited trap in the sharpened mouth of every predator in the night. who can blame you for being DELICIOUS? 


turns out: a lot of people. 


the world (this town!) rallies in support of its fallen boys
its men; its monsters; its joy; its pride;
and you are nothing if not tragic in the way 
you are destroyed 
as if heels and a short hemline
were enough to make girl
mean target practice
like each freckle was a bullseye
like keep your hands off me was a suggestion
not a right. 
as if being female made you weak made you prey. 


there is something classic 
about the way your femininity translates into sin, 
into a threat, 
into witchery. 
into victimhood. 

WHAT DID DAPHNE BLAKE EVER CONTRIBUTE TO THE WORLD? 


why couldn’t she be more like velma? 


why can’t we love them both? why must it be prude vs slut. virgin vs whore? why can’t they be both? who said they can’t be both? who said we can’t have both? 


you are more than a pretty face. you are more than pink and purple, and perky tits. you are not lesser, you have never been less, you have always been everything you have ever needed to be. you are enough just to be


enough to simply- be.



WHO’S THE DAMSEL NOW? // d.s.  (via maggiesgeha)
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