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this RACIST AHH FAMILY-

finally got to the point i didn't get to the last time i tried to read it (and didnt finish) i am LOCKED IN

"I am now pickle girl" - Eva, 1960

"She had held a pear in her hand and she had eaten it skin and all. She had eaten the stem and she had eaten its seeds and she had eaten its core, and the hunger still sat in her like an open maw. She thought: I can hold you and find that I still miss your body. She thought: I can listen to you speak and still miss the sound of your voice."

i am reading this woman's pov i know her thoughts and opinions and STILL. i canNOT UNDERSTAND WHY she lives this way

STUPID BOOK IM ALWAYS CRYING AT WORK

IM CRYING I LOVE IT SO MUCH

another rainy summer another attempt trying to read this book!!!

this is Labour by Paris Paloma as a book

ohhmYGOODDDDD

"once, i was a girl. i wanted to be free."

obsessed

wait i believe this is the first time i'm reading a book that's set in a city i currently live in.... that's really cool

"On those evenings, the artist would often sit on the floor drawing birds for her. She was envious of them, not because they flew south for the winter but because they flew back home again in spring, that they were so confident they knew where their home was."

"It felt so good to hurt to leave her."
ouch

"If you love me, you have to love this one thing I love,"

she is so me

i've never cried so hard about a first kiss before wTF ........

"Yeah, how awful. Two astronauts in love."

"Actually, the quality of these incidents was such, that you couldn't remember them by speaking. Or even by thinking in words. The only way was to stop for a moment and feel it again."

"Yes, yes. I want the spring... Lord help me. I'm suffocating."

"Not a single person left."
wow

IMSO BOREEDDD

"if men fucked one another every time they were angry there'd be so much less shit in the world"

"This is what I want for the rest of my life. To see new places. To meet new people. To try new things. I don't feel lost or out of place here."
this books speaks to me

"I'm afraid to say it, because the moment I try to speak not only do I fail to express what I feel but what I feel slowly becomes what I say. Or at least what makes me act is not what I feel but what I say"