Status Updates From I Love You Don't Die

this book is starting to GET to me i just got to this page and im Know what’s about to happen and im not ready!!!

“Vicky buries her nose into Angela’s hair—the odor reeks of a packed subway car on a hot summer day. Angela sweats profusely when they fuck, and the nonstop bleaching and re-dying of her damaged hair only makes the essence worse. But Vicky sniffs because she loves how Angela smells. She loves Angela.”

Girl

“If she molded her inner demons into reality the way Kevin claimed he could with his own through his art, then she’d construct a bathtub, one of the stained, rusted, antique cast-iron claw-footed tubs with layers of grime and chipped paint in desperate need of repair and refurbishment. The sort of tub an urban explorer might photograph shoved onto its side in an abandoned former tuberculosis sanatorium...”

Wtf

“Her boyfriend sometimes spoke like a cult member, which she privately believed was the same thing as being an artist—an opinion she’d never dare admit to him.”

Girl wtf

“She tells herself that if Western museums could show off their plunders of colonialism, then she, descendent of a traumatized country, deserves free, speedy admittance.”

Hold on let her cook

“Because in corporate America, what is a community if not a bull’s-eye for profit? A community is worth deeming a community only if it has money to spend.”

Hard hitting quote

“Jen had once asked her if she wished she were more Asian, as if the level of Asian could be scientifically measured by a thermometer held to her forehead.”

Damn

“During late nights and early mornings in the university studio, lampposts twinkling outside the large windows, he’d hallucinate taking off his clothes and lying in the divot of the body molded by his own hands to thrust, ejaculate over the clay, and work his fluids into moisturization....”

Boy what the hell

‘Anthony had been tasked with a campaign celebrating Black History Year, Black History Life, rather than a Black History Month, and his idea had been to create a limited-edition line of urns printed with the last words of famous Black leaders, activists, and artists, such as James Brown’s “I’m going away tonight.”’

Again, what the hell lol

“...the bisexual urn with purple-, blue-, and pink-painted handprints ornamenting the surface; the yellow nonbinary urn crisscrossed with white and black leather harness O-ring straps; the transgender urn with polymer 3D-printed clouds and a blue, pink, and white rainbow pasted onto its body.”

What the hell

‘“Friend breakups are just as hard as romantic breakups.”

“Friend breakups are worse.”

“There’s no manual for it.”’

So true unfortunately

“...Vicky, in a high-pitched, fake-casual sort of voice, had hinted how Jen could go pick another partner if Vicky failed to measure up to her standards, which confused Jen, because she was a freshman in college—she had no standards for herself or for anyone in her life.”

Damn girl