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no way is tucker carlson a character in this series LMAO

all i can think about is how much my mom hates worms. right before i read this part my mom was gagging at a trolli ad. i think i get her now.

lorraine!!! knows what is up

i made a joke to my dad about the reviews making this book sound like blood meridian… but lowkey there are some parallels…

after watching twin peaks the gray man kinda gives me dale cooper vibes 🫶 my special agent and my special hitman

“even though he knew he couldn’t save himself, he couldn’t ever seem to convince himself to stop fighting.”

“‘it’s only you. why do you hate you?’
‘i don’t,’ he said.
and he woke up.”

AHHHH MY FAVORITE SCENE EVER HAPPY PRIDE MONTH RONAN LYNCH

“‘what’s here, k? nothing! no one!’
‘just us.’
there was a heavy understanding in that statement, amplified by the dream. i know what you are, kavinsky had said.
‘that’s not enough,’ ronan replied.
‘don’t say dick gansey, man. do not say it. he is never going to be with you’

then the passage about ronan considering gansey his brother AGHHH i love. k didn’t even know what he was jealous of

oh the horror of getting into a fight with your best friend and immediately calling said best friend’s girl for comfort.

i feel like every time i read this book i understand adam more. will always back him. but also i get gansey more too, the constant overthinking and regret of every word that slips out of your mouth

“gansey’ll forgive you, man. he doesn’t want to sleep alone.”

fuck kavinsky but he kinda ate with that one 💀

chapter 33 always makes me SO emotional with gansey and adam at the party 😭 adam slowly losing his grip on reality and hearing the voices and his eyes locking on gansey’s in the crowd UGHHH can we just pretend they’re not going to get into their biggest argument after this!!!!

“adam remembered all at once what it felt like to be real, to be adam, instead of my friend, adam parrish…” (264).

me when ronan-and-gansey had been a two-headed creature for so long, but he couldn’t say it, there were a thousand reasons he couldn’t say it 🥲

but yeah sure totally normally to lose your mind when your best friend leaves for approximately three days. nothing to see here.

“he wished summer was over. at least when he was at aglionby he could turn over his papers to see the grades, concrete proof of his success at something” (85).

also blue basically saying adam would benefit from smoking weed LOL real

“if adam was stupid about his pride, gansey was stupid about adam” 😭😭😭😭

my favorite book ever. genuinely every page makes me giggle and kick my feet. hands shaking as i turn each page. my PERFECT summer read. super gay and horny and sticky and repulsive. best read on a humid night.

oh no i’m reading two lesbian romances in a row where the love interest’s last name is o’shea 😭

bought this book with the intention of ending my reading slump AND ITS WORKING! i really needed something new and fun to look forward to

“i felt like i needed to throw a dish towel over his penis and wait an hour to let it rise” (89).

worst sentence i’ve ever read? but also sums up this book so well i am hooked

“and it may seem now like it’s someone else’s children, but there’s no such thing as someone else’s children. the problem with fixating on the abyss into which one’s opponent has descended while simultaneously digging one’s own is that, eventually, it gets too dark to tell the difference.”

“maybe we don’t read writers so much as become deeply acquainted with the sites of their passing, or their refusal to pass. what they thought beautiful or grotesque enough to document. where they chose to expend their finite capacity for concern” (101).

“for now, a motorist made late for work or a colonizer’s portrait disfigured provokes more of a political response than any number of dead foreign kids can.”

“it is a hallmark of failing societies, i’ve learned, this requirement that one always be in possession of a valid reason to exist” (14).

“it’s come to shape the way i think about every country, every community: whose nonexistence is necessary to the self-conception of this place, and how uncontrollable is the rage whenever this nonexistence is violated?” (20).

thank you gumberg library for the free copy <3 only now realizing how well that connects to the whole idea of this book haha

i have to read a couple chapters for crit lit but i figured i might as well do the whole thing while im at it. i was hating at first bc i didn’t feel like reading such a male-centered story but now that i’ve given myself some time to sit down with it i really like it

“He said at the last minute the cute one with the braids decided on ten cents' worth of Chiclets, cinnamon, yellow, green. He dug around in the jar but he couldn't find any cinnamon ones. He will never forgive himself that he couldn't find any cinnamon ones. His wife wept for the little things that could have made the girls last minutes happier.“

sobbing it’s the little bits of humanity