"I’m a hostess. I don’t know what the next year of my life is going to be like at all. I don’t know what the next week of my life is gonna be like. I don’t even know what I want. Sometimes I just wish someone would tell me, like, this is how you should spend your days and this is how the rest of your life should look."
-Marnie Michaels, Girls 2x04 (via nevermindk)
"She meets a scornful art star she’s got a crush on, and he locks her into one of his installations and bombards her with violent videos. She staggers out like Patty Hearst, gasping, “You’re so fucking talented.” But he’s a pompous jackrabbit in bed—he makes her stare at a doll the entire time—and after their awful sex she bursts out laughing, with a surprising, loose, lovely spontaneity. Grim as their date is, the experience also seems cathartic, even liberating—it’s a bad time that’s a good story. Maybe not now; maybe in twenty years. For now, she smiles in the bathroom, and texts Hannah, telling her where she is."
but what if your entire life is bad times that make good stories? (via actionjacksonlovesbbq)
(Source: newyorker.com, via actionjacksonlovesbbq)