“Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording —all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.”
imagine the drama if characters from classical literature engaged in tumblr antics
CALLOUT POST for Fitzwilliam Darcy
did not consider me handsome enough to dance with
has been the means of ruining, perhaps for ever, the happiness of a most beloved sister
reduced George Wickham to his present state of comparative poverty (I don’t have receipts on this but trust me)
is full of arrogance, conceit, and selfish disdain of the feelings of others; is ungentlemanlike in general
EDIT: I HAVE RESCINDED ALL CALLOUTS OF MR. DARCY He is now my husband (long story)
op literally used her arts and allurements to in a moment of infatuation make my nephew forget what he owes to himself and to all his family but go off i guess
nice 