25. Going nowhere fast. Totally a hoot. Always angry, always a feminist (not an angry feminist).

 

How much more low profile can you get…?

How much more low profile can you get…?

I am filled with the delight of youth, with potency, with the sense of what is to come.

Virginia Woolf, from The Waves (via violentwavesofemotion)

Maybe a damned good night’s sleep will bring me back to a gentle sanity. But at the moment, I look about this room and, like myself, it’s all in disarray: things fallen out of place, cluttered, jumbled, lost, knocked over and I can’t put it straight, don’t
want to.

Charles Bukowski (via alcools)