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The Handmaid’s Tale: Colour Series [9/?] → Grey

The glass is shatterproof, but it isn’t running away they’re afraid of — a handmaid wouldn’t get far. It’s those other escapes. The ones you can open in yourself given a cutting edge. Or a twisted sheet on a chandelier.

#tht

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The Handmaid’s Tale: Colour Series [7/?]  → Purple

They didn’t get everything. There was something insider her they couldn’t take away. She looked invincible.

#tht

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The Handmaid’s Tale: Colour Series [6/?] → Pink

Now I’m awake to the world. I was asleep before. That’s how we let it happen. When they slaughtered congress, we didn’t wake up. When they blamed terrorists and suspended the constitution, we didn’t wake up then, either. Nothing changes instantaneously. In a gradually heating bathtub, you’d be boiled to death before you knew it.

#tht

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The Handmaid’s Tale: Colour Series [5/?]  → Yellow

I’m sure this seems very strange, but ordinary is just what you’re used to. This may not seem ordinary to you right now, but after a time it will. This will become ordinary.

#tht

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The Handmaid’s Tale: Colour Series [4/?]  → Green

I am in disgrace, which is the opposite of grace. I ought to be terrified, but I feel serene. There’s a kind of hope, it seems, even in futility.

#the handmaid's tale

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The Handmaid’s Tale: Colour Series [3/?]  → Orange

Now there has to be an us, because now there is a them.

#the handmaid's tale

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The Handmaid’s Tale: Colour Series [2/?]  → Red

They should never have given us uniforms if they didn’t want us to be an army.

#the handmaid's tale

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The Handmaid’s Tale: Colour series [1/?]  → Blue

You can wet the rim of a glass and run your finger around the rim and it will make a sound. This is what I feel like: this sound of glass. I feel like the word shatter.

#the handmaid's tale

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When I was 22 I worked at a very crunchy non-profit organization for a while. We brought on a new 45+ year old finance manager who had a dorky, Ned Flanders-y aspect. I noticed that whenever I made copies in the copy room he would stare at me from his office or make a reason to come chitchat with me. I mentioned to my coworkers that he was sorta creepy. He hadn’t done anything I could put my finger on, but something was off about our interactions. They laughed and told me I was imagining it, that the dude was nice and just trying to fit in and be friendly. He would often buy everyone lunch, or bring in baked goods from home – he definitely went out of his way to be liked by everyone. When he started to offer me rides home after work, and I said “No thanks, I like to walk” and he said “I know, I’ve seen you. You’re right on my way, though, are you sure I can’t give you a ride?” I told my other coworkers about it, like wasn’t it kind of weird that he knew where I lived? They made fun of me for being so suspicious of a nice guy and for having a big ego to think that he would be into me. “He processes your paychecks, right? They have your address on it. Stop reading into everything.” When I started seeing his car following me as I walked home, I told them about it, and they laughed and told me I was imagining it. Plus, didn’t he have a wife? They were pretty sure he had a wife. When I started to have dreams where he was literally Satan, that was also a funny joke, like, hahaha, the nicest person in the world, and Jennifer thinks he’s the Devil! When he started pulling up alongside me on rainy days, asking me to get into the car, I walked faster. I took weird routes through alleys and yards so he could not follow. One day I screamed at him to leave me the fuck alone and took off running. When I got home his car was parked across the way, watching, waiting, wanting me to know that he knew where I lived. When I looked out the window to see if he was still there, he smiled and gave me a jaunty wave. My coworkers found this all very hard to believe. Surely he was just trying to be nice? It was raining! He wanted to make sure I got home okay! I avoided him at work and started changing the times I arrived and left to make them not match up with his patterns. Then my direct deposits started failing, due to some “bank error,” so, surprise!, I would have to come pick up my checks from him, personally, which always meant a bout of leering or him asking me what he’d done to make me not like him, but with authority behind it, like, “Jennifer, don’t you think it’s unprofessional to treat me so rudely, sit down, let’s talk through this like reasonable people.” He’d force me, in the office, into the position of looking cold and rude when he would try to make a bunch of small talk and I would say “Can I have my check please? Can I have it now, thanks? My check, give it to me.” Poor dude, he’s so professional and nice, and that crazy bitch we hired is so rude to him! I guess they never taught her professional behavior at Georgetown, what do you want, hiring kids right out of college, etc. etc. Some coworkers made fun of me for my “crush” on this dude. After all, wasn’t I always in his office chatting? He was always so smooth and unruffled, and yet whenever I had to interact with him I was hostile and “crazy.” In a romantic comedy isn’t “violent hate” always a sign of “secret lust”? Hilarious, right? He would join right in on this, “Aw, everyone knows Jennifer has a little crush on me, but let’s not embarrass her, she’s so young.” Then I got another job and left, THANKFULLY. After I left, he embezzled a ton of money from the organization and disappeared. That was a problem that they could wrap their minds around. But months of leering and following me? All in my head, I was leading him on, I was the one with the crush, etc. He was so good at keeping everything he did at work on just this side of the line of plausible deniability, and the following, and weird stuff he did was carefully orchestrated to make me sound unreasonable and crazy. I don’t know if he would have assaulted me, but I do know that he got off on making me uncomfortable and getting away with it and making it seem like it was all in my head. I’m friends with one person from that job to this day, the one person who, after things escalated to the point where he was following me in his car, believed me. Fuck the rest of them, and fuck that entire place forever.

#657: Asshole-to-English Translator: “You just like leading guys on” = “I am a creepy asshole who doesn’t think you are allowed to say ‘no.’”  (via revyourharleyquinn)

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I’ve kind of been in charge of my own education since I started out on ‘Potter’ when I was 9 or 10, and I liked that I could design my own major if I wanted to, and I could take independent studies if I wanted to on subjects that weren’t necessarily in the curriculum. I did an independent study on the psychology and philosophy of how and why we fall in love, which was awesome.

#emma watson

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There is something inherently valuable about being a misfit. It’s not to say that every person who has artistic talent was a social outcast, but there is definitely a value for identifying yourself differently and being proud that you are different.

#hp cast #harry potter #daniel radcliffe

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okk i changed my new tumblr url to princessofwinterfells. Please follow and feel free to unfollow on here if you want to. Thanks 💘

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#laverne coz #OITNB cast

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New tumblr

I’ve made a new Tumblr we-fell-down-the-rabbit-hole which is going to be a bit more personal but the majority of my posts will still be fandom related stuff. If you follow on here then please follow it, I’m not sure if I’ll still post on here, I probably will for the time being but I’m getting a bit bored of it, so I might delete it eventually. Thanks 😊

#kingslyrs #we-fell-down-the-rabbit-hole #please follow #ty!!

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no man’s opinion on nicki minaj will ever fuckin matter

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You will recognize it.

Trust me.

#THIS SONG #music

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The things I do for  l o v e (requested by anonymous)

#game of thrones