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“Giovanni’s cazzo was bello enough, I suppose.” Girl.

I found this so funny and entertaining till now. I just really enjoy the flow and the writing of the book, even though i’m not sure if she was trying to be sarcastic or not

oop nevermind. i got cringed when she starts using that superior and entitled language to talk about “woman psychopaths” for 3 pages straight. not sure when this book was written, and she’s sick in the head but oh well

The writing feels like cigarettes, red lipstick, and a fever dream. Didn’t know such vulgarity can be depicted so delicately it flows like silk

“Love is the smell of a known body, the touch of a recognized hand, the blurred face in a haze of light… This promiscuous mixing of feelings and touches, of smiles and cries in the dark, of half-hushed pleasures and heart-cracking pain, of shared unutterable intimacies and guttural expressions…”

“I have always found it hard to listen when a man pulls my head back by my hair.” Same girl, same

What’s with the continuous “ferocious masturbation”? Not to mention that Regan is 12 as well; so unnecessary it makes me truly uncomfortable even if it’s supposed to be “demonic” or whatever

finally comes the demon research and the priest intervention

omg stop this doctor convulsion nonsense yall need to get poor Reg a priest

Took a long way to make a point, like every philosophy literature. Fascinating enough though

seems classic

“The statistical method shows the facts in the light of the ideal average but does not give us a picture of their empirical reality. There is and can be no self-knowledge based on theoretical assumptions, for the object of this knowledge is an individual - a relative exception and an irregular phenomenon.”

Aaron’s a bitch. I knew he was bad news the moment i saw his name

Funny

Everyone seems unbearable lol

Nick’s pissing me off

weird

Chat i finally got my first kindle

did i forget how to read?? 😭

I want the moons beauty

I feel like im reading classical smut

“This vainglorious
walk gave her an illusion of strength and power: she had charmed, won, such a
man. She felt heightened in her own eyes, while knowing this sensation was not
different than drunkenness, and that it would vanish like the ecstasies of
drink, leaving her the next day even more shaky, even weaker at the core,
deflated, defeated, possessing nothing within herself.”