Zoe

“God what a night. I was so glad you were home, standing up in all that wind while everyone else was blowing across the streets like tumbleweeds. I wonder if you wish you hadn't been there, with the future looming up in such utter chaos before us. And meanwhile, the night was old and you were beautiful.”
― Eve Babitz, Slow Days, Fast Company: The World, the Flesh, and L.A.

“People that don’t wake up every morning feeling like what’s the point will never understand. It’s impossible. They say: exercise, meditate, think happy thoughts, snap out of it, wear this crystal, drink this tea, find your goddamn bliss. But I literally—and I am not exaggerating—do not remember a time when I was truly happy.”
― Heather Demetrios, Little Universes

“My bright smile haunts no one. I shoot no opaque glances from my eyes, which are not like the sea by any means. I have never eaten any viands, and my appetite for what I do eat is most excellent. And my voice has never yet, to my knowledge, been full of tears.
No, I am not a heroine.”
― Emily M. Danforth, Plain Bad Heroines

“It doesn’t make me feel better. To hate him. How do you unlove someone?”
― Heather Demetrios, Little Universes