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❤️ It’s impossible for me not to fall in love with the woman at the center of the story. Her ex is a turd and a bully who tears her down but she is so full of innocence, so unaware of the real, I just want to cradle her in my arms and push all the negative people away. If anything happens to her it will break my heart. She’s sweet and beautiful ❤️

Apenas he comido algo hoy. Unos cereales y este libro, al parecer

Entre hoy y mañana me lo termino, fantasía

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In her little superstitious imaginings, she thought that if by any chance she ever got a nice taste of living — she’d suddenly cease to be the princess she was and be transformed into a vermin. She thought she’d incur serious punishment and even risk dying if she took too much pleasure in herself. So she protected herself from death by living less, consuming so little of her life that she’d never run out

He: Anyway.
She: Anyway what?
He: I only said anyway!
She: But "anyway" what?
He: Let's change the subject since you don't understand me.
She: Understand what?
He: Mother of God, Macabéa, let's change the subject this second!
She: And talk about what?
He: For example, about you.
She: Me?!
He: What's the matter? Aren't you someone? People talk about people.
She: Sorry but I don’t think I’m really people.

Acabo de descubrir que este es el tipo de libros que más disfruto: narradores que juegan con lo que escriben, con la historia y con el lector; historias que son poesía; palabras descarnadas en la piel de un personaje miserable.

Te quiero mucho, Macabea.