Hi! I'm Emily. At some point in my life I'd like to karaoke the song 'Glamourous Indie Rock and Roll' by The Killers wearing one of my one piece outfits.






anon writing about the 8-29-15 Chicago show:

I’ve been trying to process it all day, and I still haven’t completely.

First though, we were in an extremely homophobic section. Like the row in front of us, to a couple back. The girl next…

But women can never be careful enough, can we? If we take naked pictures of ourselves, we’re asking for it. If someone can manage to hack into our accounts, we’re asking for it. If we’re not wearing anti-rape nail polish, we’re asking for it. If we don’t take self-defence classes, we’re asking for it. If we get drunk, we’re asking for it. If our skirts are too short, we’re asking for it. If we pass out at a party, we’re asking for it. If we are not hyper-vigilant every single fucking second of every single fucking day, we are asking for it. Even when we are hyper-vigilant, we’re still asking for it. The fact that we exist is asking for it.

This is what rape culture looks like.

This is what misogyny looks like.