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it just started and im already tense omg

this book such a crazy pants turn LMFAO i was expecting the possession, like i hope she just wakes up and its a looney dream

just when i thought this was a thriller murder, ITS A PARANORMAL HIJACKING EXORCIST WTF???? len is BACK, and he is the MURDER OF THE OTHER GIRLS ???? fucking WEIRD ?? the way my eyebrows touched my hairline

oh fuck wait WHATTTT its boone she has tied in the room??? HUHHHH

oh fuck tom knows casey’s watching him GAHHHHHH

ugh this is giving me cheapy thriller vibes, like wow the husband did it??? no way. wow. so amazed. 🥲

rich people are always so weird, like why must you flaunt your money? shouldnt need that to add to your character 🤮

anywho, casey’s giving me second hand embarrassment for watching katherine & i most def would have jumped in with boome HAHAHAH

i wouldnt know how to operate if the light of my life died like casey’s husband Len did.

how mortifying

saving a person from drowning is fucking crazy, especially after your husband died on that same lake, lordie

how do you even process losing the love of your life, the lifeline to your oxygen? being the capcom of the mission and possibly being the last time you hear them because there is so much uncertainty in the air?

i would throw up, shut down, short circuit. bless jack’s heart to let joan say what she needs to say

what is love if not to let the world implode around you? if not to give up every single definitive thought youve had to follow your feelings? how beautifully vulnerable

omg the book is called atmosphere because everything joan loves is under the atmosphere, keeping her world and people safe. i fucking CRY! crazy pants for her to say she probably wouldnt go back to space

even i want to kick barbara in the fucking shin. we should all aim to be joan’s in this lifetime

FUCK YES VANESSA GOT HER MISSION (even if i already read what happens) BUT MY GOD ITS HAPPENING. what a fucking feeling. my heart tears into MILLIONS of pieces for vanessa & joan’s love story. for their love to be so loud within their bubble, to stretch beyond space and time, but within the constraints of secrets and hidden desire, to never fully scream to the world they love each other.

teary eyed im reading how joan got selected for a space mission. what belief in higher power, putting your best foot forward and never giving up renders you is expansive and immeasurable. nothing is out of reach for a person welcoming of it all

my heart, the legacy of the strawberry milkshake & pb&j sammich 🥹 vanessa is such a soul

THEY SAID I LOVE YOU !!! I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL, GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHHHH

oh FUCK YES THEY KISS HAHAHAHAHAHAHA

my throat is in my ASSHOLE, i need ford to get home to joan. i cannot process losing the family youve built in basically minutes, how fucking DEVASTATING. and to be so completely alone in space? destroyed. this book tests how loneliness is defined

im so fucking unwell right now, i cant believe griff doesnt make it

my poor baby griff, let me hold your heart!!!!!

fuck barbara, HARD.

my goodness, i wanna hug frances so hard.

JOAN YOU ARE A LESBIANNNNNN AND FORD WANTS YOUYUYY

barbara needs to stop being a freaking stinky head

holy fuck, vanessa having to take care of the whole team, dead and unconscious, because of an accirent in fucking SPACE, ALL ALONE ON A DAMN SHUTTLE. the way id need to scream to the top of my lungs first and foremost before getting my shit together. and joan being the one to help her come back home? my fucking heart dude, how lonely and scary

im also gushing over her line that space IS time and history all webbed together, and this sky really does wrap us all in the same blanket, for hundreds, thousands of years, where the same star we wish upon glowed over our ancestors. what a comforting thought. and how scary, space— we would never fully understand

not joan saying kissing is like eating a cracker 💀 its cause you did it with a man my dear lessie 😭

the little frill between joan and vanessa is actually adorable, im kicking my feet !!!!

OMG STOP THERES MORE OF THEM !!! more sliders !!! how sad the sex was bad BAHAHAH poor nora. but i love the idea that each person’s limbo is designed for their own uniqueness. i feel like mine would be plants and flowers. id be in a greenhouse and each plant would be a different life rooted elsewhere. my mom’s would be a perfume store for sure. wow

“to be a part of nature was to be part of the will to live”

my goodness what a line, blessed to have a constant reminder that life is full, so full and at our fingertips

i love the thought that our lives werent meant to be connected to more than 150 people. the interconnected society through social media and phones/internet has made intimacy, inquisition, and connection so much harder to obtain as we feed into this high strung rapid urge to never miss anything, that we always miss the core of every thing. thank you mr dunbar