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u did not just do this to me. im killing myself

i can not comprehend that this was written in 1929. the humor, the tone, the critique, the clarity... all delivered casually but with such intensity

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"(...) and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I simply am not there"

"how could she ever understand that there isn't any way I could be disappointed since I no longer find anything worth looking forward to?'' ATE

next chapter is titled "killing dog"...

and so it begins

i was promised a gruesome book and so far I've only got long boring clothing descriptions

he is so gay. i need him

"Women got that feeling about him, that funny one we all get when we know something isn't right, but we don't know how to politely extricate ourselves from the situation without escalating the threat of violence or harrassment. That is not a skill women are taught, the same way men are not taught that it is okay to leave a woman alone if what she wants is to be left alone."

"But all it did was make me realize that there wasn't so big a difference between the man who'd brutalized Denise and half the men I passed every day on the street."

part two...

maybe if i didnt have to stop and blankly stare at the wall for some time so i can process and cope with what is written in these pages, i would have finished by now

back to the beginning - spring

the last season, winter

fall

and so, summer begins

he is such an unbearable kid lmao i love him

"(...) the first group feels sorry for him because they assume his singlehood is not his decision but a state imposed upon him; and the second group feels a kind of hostility for him, because they think that singlehood is his decision, a defiant violation of a fundamental law of adulthood."

"He took pleasure in his friendships, and it didn’t hurt anyone, so who cared if it was codependent or not? And anyway, how was a friendship any more codependent than a relationship? Why was it admirable when you were twenty-seven but creepy when you were thirty-seven? Why wasn’t friendship as good as a relationship? Why wasn’t it even better?