Fuck I’m walking downtown and I pass a group of guys staring at me and I think “great catcall time” but then one guy goes “you look like you could kill a man a million different ways with just your bare hands”. This. This is an acceptable comment to give a girl on the street.
“- "Where are you going?"
- "I don’t know," I said, "just out of here. Out of here, nothing else, it’s the only way I can reach my goal."
- "So, you know your goal?" he asked.
- "Yes," I replied. "I’ve just told you. Out of here — that’s my goal."”—Franz Kafka, from The Departure (via exoticwild)