Status Updates From Brutes

“To be loved was just to be watched, or in my case, to imagine you are loved is to imagine you are watched all the time. I preened. I strutted. I imagined he was obsessed with me and so I was obsessed with myself.”

“My greasy hair! The bags under my eyes! The sauce stain on my shirt! Charming, beautiful, loved by at least somebody.”

“We didn’t care about men, and we didn’t believe in miracles.”

“.. we understand because being gone is our only wish, we could not say where to, only that we will be happier there.”

heel mooi boek dit, erg dramatisch allemaal wel maar ik kan eeuwig lezen over een warme, saaie en eindeloze zomer.

reading this book is like when you got the flu and your body entered the spiritual realm, and you started seeing people, hearing voices, and having lucid dreams

i have so many questions

nie mam w domu zadnej ksiazki ktora mam ochote przeczytac !!!!!!!! wiec to jest moja ofiara