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books that are written with a prose-like structure are good every once in a while. i should stop reading books about characters with depression

of course

the callousness is too much now but i guess its intentionally repulsive

i was kind of depressed yesterday and just went for it again

just found this book spontaneously and got whiplash from paris talking about being neurodivergent on the first few pages

sadly i have to sleep but wow

hold on. this is too cinematic. im enjoying this too much

Sophia went down to the shore, and came back and sat down at the table. "And all you can do is just read," she said. She raised her voice and screamed, "You just read and read and read!"
Then she threw herself down on the table and wept.

cramming this in before summer ends

if i couldnt sleep for 21 nights due to electroshock therapy i'd end it all too

Holmes proclaims that everyone is having fun with "drink, promiscuity, and speed." Jones thinks that "careers are passé among college women,' and that all they really want to do is get married and start having babies. Both men agree that today's generation lives in terror of the H-bomb, and Holmes blames technology. Some young man smoking a pipe suggests that we all either commit suicide or start going to parties.

"Even when hell-bent, she had energy and discipline. She sparkled was intense, came on strong to men, women, and situations. She could dominate, entertain, flirt, impress, tease, dissimulate, and win."

amazing for someone to say this about you

She could only do so much with the crew cut and Blue Magic pomade boys who proclaimed the same clan identity as Sylvia's Yale and Amherst admirers. They were more nervous, too self-conscious for the grand gestures Sylvia adored. Sylvia noticed that despite their achievements they tended toward insecurity, and she did not want and she did not want to spend her playtime "bolstering inferiority complexes."

x)

Sylvia worked hard but loathed talk about grades. She wanted it all: "Fulbrights, prizes, Europe, publication, men." Freshman year was laden with sad, soggy blind dates-but next fall, there was Amherst, with its weekends and boyfriends and poetry readings. Dylan Thomas. W.H. Auden.

"She had no romantic notions of "inspiration" and beat her passions into beauty with hard work."

good start

Fleabag if she was selfish and insufferable. I can’t put this book down, though. I’m so drawn to it for some reason.