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guyssss he loves chai just like me🥹🫶🏼

barely 20 pages in and i’ve already teared up multiple times

back on my bullshit

i swear for every 1 person that gets murdered there are at least 5 mentions of les misérables

reading this in a fan-of-the-financial-diet-youtube-channel way not in a romance-novel way

not her including an epigraph from one of the founders of the american libertarian movement …

reading books my coworkers lend me so i can psychoanalyze their taste: part 1

take a shot every time there’s an exclamation point and your liver will never work again

who needs an advent calendar when you have a 1,000+ page sylvia plath biography to see you through the holiday season

happy halloween

every time i read the title in my head it’s to the tune of dayglow’s “fuzzybrain”

if y’all thought the peach scene in call me by your name was bad…

waking up in a small town and reading this book for the first hour of my day while sipping tea and admiring the rain-fogged windows…marcel would dig it

thus far this book has elicited approx 32 eyebrow raises, 2 sharp intakes of breath, and 1 hand-over-mouth gasp

murakami was so mitski for this: “Both of us have a lot of feelings we need to get out in the open. So if you want to take those feelings and smash somebody with them, smash me. Then we can understand each other better.”

jane austen and bizarre punctuation: a love story

y’all don’t understand this is the most fun reading experience i’ve had in a while..every 10 pages i’m gasping

“And if you weren’t a fool, a common fool, a perfect fool, if you were an original instead of a translation…”

took me this long to realize that if you swap out harvard for ut and hungary for france you basically have my current life trajectory

cannot overstate how much i’ve enjoyed the transition from “cookbook” to “cookbookery” to “cookery-bookery”

“But then I realised that I had been tricked by words older than Anse or love, and that the same words had tricked Anse too, and that my revenge would be that he would never know I was taking revenge.”

“I don’t need to drink to get drunk. I can get drunk on things like the tulip—and this night.”

“The sad thing was in the knowing that all their nerve would get them nowhere in the world and that they were lost as all people in Brooklyn seem lost when the day is nearly over and even though the sun is still bright, it is thin and doesn’t give you warmth when it shines on you.”

“Those images of us from so long ago were yellowed, cracked, like the figures of winged demons in certain altarpieces that the faithful have defaced with pointed objects.”