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Revisitando esse como leitura do mês do clube do livro. Mas ao invés de ler, estou escutando. Finalmente encontrei um bom motivo pra me acostumar com áudio livros.

You can absolutely judge my mental state by my choices in books.

Meu irmão… Isso aqui é ruim demais. A melhor parte tá sendo ouvir pelo Audible. Se eu não faço careta, eu rio.

Desisto. Isso é uma porcaria.

Isso aqui é a prova de que eu me odeio.

I’m really bored. The story ended ages ago, but still the book is not finished. And goes on and on and on.

Okay, now this is some disturbing shit (proceeds to read).

I swear to God there’s only one this whole mess would be worth it…

I should’ve learned not to get excited by books look like this one… I like to fool myself.

“(…) he’ll put you on the next plane home and send you back to your daddy.” 
This time, she spits in my face. ”

“Smirking, I wipe it off my jaw and lick it. “You still taste good, Groupie. It’s a shame you won’t be here long.”
That’s what I’m fucking talking about.

Of course it would become very fucking predictable…

I’m very surprised I’m liking this.

Eu e minha tradição de ler livros ruins gratuitos pelo Kindle Unlimited em voos e aeroportos da vida.

Not in a million and thousand years have I imagined to cry the way I just did with this book. What? Wasn’t I bored?

I know my problem, I miss Sean and Dom, fuck this.

I’ve been trying reading this for three days now, and compared to the first one, it bored me quickly.

I’m bored already.

This is just what I needed.

He’s cute.

It seems like I’m reading a thousand pages book and this thing’s not finished yet.

She’s annoying.

I’m just fucking through with them already.

Of course some fucking ass bullshit would come up. She’s a fucking therapist, and they’re gonna make her fall for the “don’t you want what’s best for him?” classic manipulation type of shit.

The thing with books like this one is that they underestimate my intelligence, or simply my good sense. It really pisses me off, but I keep on coming back.

I can’t. I’m done with this book.

This is might be Colleen Hoover’s worst book.