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Holy shit this man did not come to play

The CRIPPLING screen addiction of people is exposed through so many detailed, intense word choices in this book and it kills me. Montage vision of Mildred staring into a blank, reflected screen while the bombs rain down…

All contrasted with the intimate experience of nature and the countryside HOLY

My brain cows are getting milked WATCH OUT KSU Model UN

“Haven’t you heard it all your life? I want to be happy, people say. Well, aren’t they? Don’t we keep them moving, don’t we keep them fun?”

Short form videos go to hell

Alright I’m about to become the worst person you’ve ever met this book is frying me.

Mr. Bradbury well done holy moly

Im ripping through ts WHY IS IT SO GOOD

“The modern masters promise very little…But these philosophers, whose hands seem only made to dabble in dirt, and their eyes to pore over the microscope or crucible, have indeed performed miracles. They penetrate into the recesses of na-ture, and show how she works in her hiding places. They ascend into the heavens…They have acquired new and almost unlimited powers; they can command the thunders of heaven…”

You already know 🤑🤑

Y’all the letters are not that bad when you read them in a group of people and give Victor a silly narration voice 😭

“Yes, pray and rest. Even if it is only words that you pray, and even if resting is only a lying on a bed. And do not pray for yourself, and do not pray to understand the ways of God. For they are secret. Who knows what life is, for life is a secret.”
Holy moly this book is going to wreck me

“ And our lives will shrink, but they shall be the lives of superior beings; and we shall live with fear, but at least it will not be a fear of the unknown. And the conscience shall be thrust down; the light of life shall not be extinguished, but be put under a bushel, to be preserved for a generation that will live by it again, in some day not yet come; and how it will come,… we shall not think about at all.”

My goodness

My baby my poor baby Ms. McCullers why are you doing this

Okay seriously just speed ran a whole semester of philosophy in the last 5 pages through the experience of a 12 year old girl. All fun and games but damn isn’t that the realest fucking thing ever… how is it that every young girls life is the same process of having existential reasoning so early on. Like hell yeah I did think about perceived reality v. actual reality when I was in elementary school.

Shoutout 12 year old girls for deciding overnight that their childhood is over and they need to fix whatever is “ wrong” with them in order to grow up 🫡

I am reading for hours a day this is insane im ripping through this we are so back

“She knew who she was and how she was going into the world. Her squeezed heart suddenly opened and divided. Her heart divided like two wings. And when she spoke her voice was sure.
“I know where I’m going.”
He asked her: “where?”
“I’m going to Winter Hill,” she said. “I’m going to the wedding.”

“Things she had never noticed much before began to hurt her: home lights watched from the evening sidewalks, an unknown voice from an alley. She would stare at the lights and listen to the voice, and something inside her stiffened and waited. But the lights would darken, the voice fall silent, and though she waited, that was all.”

Oh this book is written by a WOMAN alright. This will wreck me🤞

“We’ll get better. Look see we already are,” Opal says, pointing at the tears, or at their faces having already changed from what they’d been just minutes before.”

Watching these beautiful characters slip into addiction is impossible. The way Tommy Orange is able to write middle schoolers stream of consciousness needs to be studied in a lab

Why is this happening to me. Mr. Orange I just wanna talk

Okay we just jumped back to present oh my gosh this book is going to be the end of me

Tommy, when I get you Tommy, Tommy when I get you-

Looks like I’ll be going through it for 250 more pages!

“Your limp is practiced. An articulate limp, which says something about the way you’ve learned to roll with the punches, all the ways you’ve been fucked over, knocked down, what you’ve recovered from or haven’t, that you’ve walked or limped away from with or without style- that’s on you.”
Ayyee he just like me fr🤑

I need a “Custer had it coming” bumper sticker dawg

“Maybe I’m the opposite of a medicine person. Maybe Im’a do something one day, and everybody’s gonna know about me. Maybe that’s when I’ll come to life. Maybe that’s when they’ll finally be able to look at me, because they’ll have to.”

Ohhh this is good

This is freakin me out

Oh we’re so back

When y’all’s circle is small but yall crazy😜