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I know literally nothing about these guys and they know the same amount about each other. Yet they’re already obsessed… eek. I miss Ilya.

I was today years old when I discovered that Emily Rath practically stole the names of her Jacksonville Rays teammates from this book……

“Alright, Marianne, are ye watchin?” Fck I am loving this book.

This took a turn…….

“Should I be comforting him? What if I slip up? What if I say something like ‘don’t worry Jeff, life is meaningless. It’s strange and inexplicable that we exist to begin with. We are all basically dead already in the grand scheme of things, and our feelings of sadness are pointless. They are just how our meat sacks react to the chemicals in our bodies.’”

“I am an animal, brought into existence without my consent, left scrounging to get by.”

“Nothing is new with Grace, or ever will be again.” Lollllllll

NGL, turning off the tv before kissing her is so fucking romantic.

“Luckily I don’t hold myself accountable to other people’s impressions of me.” You know what… fuck yeah.

These flashbacks are adding so much to this!

I think I’m in love with Samantha Brentmoor as a narrator. Her inflections are adorable.

A single dad advocating about food being morally neutral!!!!! Swoon.

I really hope all this rage in the MMC is something he acknowledges and works on independently. If this hatred just automatically resolves itself once he realizes his feelings for the FMC that’s a red flagggggg.

“I first met [one of the only women mentioned in this book’s name] when she was employed as a field operation manager for the xxx project. Initially she was unimpressive. Angry and distant. A small Irish goth girl with dark hair and panda eyes. In the years that followed, as circumstance forced collaboration, I witnessed her volcanic tempers and became aware of her ice-thin sense of self esteem.” yuck.

“A year indoors is a journey along a paper calendar. A year in outer nature is the accomplishment of a tremendous ritual. To share in it, one must have a knowledge of the pilgrimages of the sun. And something of that natural sense of him and feeling for him which made even the most primitive people mark the summer limits of his advance and the last December ebb of his decline.”

“You say you’re not nice or warm or bright or any of these other stupid fucking words that people use to describe the sun. But I never asked you to be the sun…. I would rather have the moon anyway.” I AM DECEASED.

“Was this what it was like to have a friend? To have someone you could talk to who, who could push you and make you think? To have someone who cared you enough to do that?”

“I was open about it. And I wanted her to know me. Whether I liked it or not, this was part of who I was. Stupid sad brain.” I love a MMC with MDD. Disability awareness is hot.

Another Teddy Hamilton audiobookkkkkk

I’m loving the bios of freedom-fighting women at the ends of these later chapters.

Damn. I need to learn more about the history of Haiti.

I love Ali Hazelwood and this book.

The final straw for her to make a life-altering medical procedure wasn’t the pain or her quality of life or overall risk of health… it was the fact that she was a little fat. I cannot.

“Homeless chic” wardrobe…. Wut. Both of these people are the worst.

How are there so many disparaging comments about women this early into a romance book?

I LOVE a Teddy Hamilton audiobook.

“You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not ever give anyone else the responsibility for your life.”

“…if you can’t trust a girl and her poems, well, who can you trust.”

“Real Women Have Bodies” is INCREDIBLE. Wow.