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ok.

ehh.

'I understand. It is too much to look at suffering directly. We can only survive if we close our eyes; reality is not a thing to be experienced raw.'

' It is pleasing, but I am aware I am surrounded by so many happier people: those in love, with family, those who belong and know what it is they want in life. I am so furious at anyone who is not alone.'

Alright, didn't come here to be dragged through the dirt by my hair. Bloody hell.

The worst threesome ever. Me, the reader, burning with the heat of a star of hatred for this blond man. The blond man, useless at knowing how to please his wife, Lenore. And I know, for sure, any woman at all.. Lenore, thinking about her husband's possible mistress.

'A curl of blond hair falls across his brow,'

I can't believe I assumed he was brown haired all this time. OF COURSE HE'S BLOND.

Where are my diamonds you nasty little man?!?!?!

I'm going to kill him. I understand the shame and embarassment a man in 1888 only a generation removed from being a 'normal person' and without aristocratic blood would feel in high society circles but my empathy is at a -100. Quite frankly Henry, you claiming you work just as hard and perilously as the men in your deathtrap steel factories has me ready to rend flesh. YOURS.

Me grimacing in disgust as Lenore praises Henry. Men like him should go into the big metal egg and be made into cutlery.

There is only one type of 'fine breeding' I wish to entertain and it is NOT people defining themselves above others against due to sheer luck of circumstance and wealth

“No. You are not some hysterical woman. That is your great strength:
you are more like a man emotionally.”

Forget the battering. It's Death we seek for Henry. I'll get the axe.

All in favour of battering Henry raise your hands. (my hand is raised ramrod straight in the air, you cannot see but it is)

He's evil, I know. I love vampires though, I can't help it

If I don't reach the end of this book and get visuals of this triptych of paintings called The Saints of Filth that carry power to drive people insane I'll be very disgruntled.

Show me the horrors, please

HMN. UNCOMFORTABLE

Shoutout to the kindle for the convenience of being able to still read a book while gripping the sides of my head with both hands and making sounds akin to the laments of the damned

Pack it up lads, we've made a book choosing blunder

Regrets