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the book is entertaining but the dialogue is too quirky for my taste.

also the magic system is sick af. i think this is the second book ever where i'm invested in all the made up rules around magic

what in the ever loving fuck was that book?
i hated it, then by it the end i grew to love it, now after the Door moment i am disappointed again.

at least it made me feel something.

fuck you Jane.

"And Leo, and Evangelyne, and one of Leo’s friends who had wanted to leave his wife for me, so I had to reject him whisperingly in the hall at a faculty party. It’s always been easy for me to attract romantic love. Not friendship"
= who asked?

also romantic love without friendship cant exist.

the main narrator is incredible insufferable. she humble bragged for two paragraphs about how mid she looked, going into many unnecessary details about her appearance.

hetero nonsense moment.

not the trauma dumping

infodumps suck ass (unless they're about science history etc)

ch. 16-17.
men that look like the author has no right to utter the word sex, let alone write about it. or give advice.

"I think that’s one of the biggest signs a person has matured—knowing how to appreciate things that matter to others, even if they don’t matter very much to you".
= uhm... NO!
example: i refuse to acknowledge the importance of fidelity in a relationship bc it's an awful sadistic practice. and even if every person on earth would disagree with me, i still refuse to acknowledge its importance.

why this pile of elephant shit is hard to believe: the mc not once thought of fearing for her life during ryle's cute little outbursts, although it's one of the strongest human instincts. fuck it fuck it fuck it big time.

"She just starts nodding and I don’t know who starts crying first. Me or Marshall or Allysa. “I’m gonna be a dad?” he yells.
She’s still nodding, and I’m just bawling like an idiot. Marshall jumps up in the booth and yells, “I’m gonna be a dad!”
I can’t even explain what this moment is like. A grown man in a onesie, standing up in a booth at a bar, yelling to whoever will listen that he’s gonna be a dad"
= gross. eww

ALTHOUGH when i think about it, if someone like ryle wanted to tie the mc to him, this is exactly the cringy words he'd use.

so go lily hemp-poppy-bloom-blossom! 😍😍🥰 get that rapey dick!!!

the author needs a reality check.
there's no way an insecure bitch like lily would be a drug. the sex was so basic, it hurts my eyelids. she's the definition of mid.

way too bitter and sarcastic.
i don't see a point in this exercise of eloquence.

the braincells leaving my body as i read names of brands and how much each item costs

не могу, пушкин, я так люблю тебя.
спасибо, спасибо, спасибо.
он влюбил меня (снова? или впервые?*) в русский язык, в слово и, конечно, в него.

* я никогда до этого так не упивалась каждой строчкой, каждой строфой. я хочу читать и перечитывать. тут же. и вслух и про себя.

его слова искрятся, что ли?

мне очень стыдно так куцо и примитивно и некрасиво выражать свои впечатления, но что есть.

"Теперь с каким она вниманьем
Читает сладостный роман,
С каким живым очарованьем
Пьёт обольстительный обман!
Счастливой силою мечтанья
Одушевлённые созданья,
Любовник Юлии Вольмар,
Малек-Адель и де Линар,
И Вертер, мученик мятежный,
И бесподобный Грандисон[18],
Который нам наводит сон, —
Все для мечтательницы нежной
В единый образ облеклись,
В одном Онегине слились"
= девочки и дорисовки.

"И в сердце дума заронилась;
Пора пришла, она влюбилась.
Так в землю падшее зерно
Весны огнём оживлено.
Давно её воображенье,
Сгорая негой и тоской,
Алкало пищи роковой;
Давно сердечное томленье
Теснило ей младую грудь;
Душа ждала… кого-нибудь"
= pushkin gets it!!!!!!

И чьё-нибудь он сердце тронет;
И, сохранённая судьбой,
Быть может, в Лете не потонет
Строфа, слагаемая мной;
Быть может (лестная надежда!),
Укажет будущий невежда
На мой прославленный портрет
И молвит: то-то был поэт!
Прими ж мои благодаренья,
Поклонник мирных Аонид,
О ты, чья память сохранит
Мои летучие творенья,
Чья благосклонная рука
Потреплет лавры старика!
= you've no idea babygirl, сколько невежд так и сделают.

he's making me laugh-cry once again

this is goooood. the atmosphere, the realism, the portrait of a generation. sally rooney could never.

dnf at 36%
never again.
worse than s.j.mass, the twilight, and 50 shades combined.

"I guess everyone is a mystery in a way, she says. I mean, you can never really know another person, and so on.
Yeah. Do you actually think that, though?
It’s what people say"
= im real tempted to use the r-word

"Hey, he says".

"Hey, he says".

"Hey, he says".

"Hey, he says".

"Hey, he says".

"They have sex again, not speaking very much. After that she feels peaceful and wants to sleep. He kisses her closed eyelids. It’s not like this with other people, she says. Yeah, he says. I know. She senses there are things he isn’t saying to her".
= bring me something for the pain and let me die.

"Hm, she says".
"Hm, he says".

"Hm, she says".
"Hm, he says".

"Hm, she says".
"Hm, he says".

"Hm, she says".
"Hm, he says".

"Hm, she says".
"Hm, he says".

heteros dont deserve rights

"I forgive you, she said.
Thank you. I think I did learn from it. And hopefully I have changed, you know, as a person. But honestly, if I have, it’s because of you.
They kept holding hands underneath the quilt, even after they went to sleep"
= am i supposed to find that shit romantic. it's not even well written

i refuse to believe this is how people think and talk. or is it a west thing?

"I’ve missed you, she says.
This directness, coming so soon and so unexpectedly, makes him blush. He starts pouring the beer into the glass to divert his attention.
Yeah, you too, he says. I was kind of worried when you left school and all that. You know, I was pretty down about it."

if this is a a normal conversation in a novel about normal people, i want to be dead.

"But there it is: literature moves him. One of his professors calls it ‘the pleasure of being touched by great art’. In those words it almost sounds sexual"
= no. it's not.

one more thing. he never sounds like he's moved by literature. doesn't have an organ for it.