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Masterpiece, if you have been thinking of reading this but are intimidated and putting it off,DONT !!!!! Its worth the effort, its worth the hype, my god how is this a debut??? I'd be impressed if it was even a 5th novel that a single human being could conceive of something so decadent, funny and devastating. I guess I will be spending 2026 bullying everyone I know into reading it *sigh * >:)
— 10 hours, 50 min ago
Gregisdead121
is on page 238 of 340
" The Great Stories are the ones you have heard and
want to hear again. The ones you can enter anywhere and inhabit
comfortably. [..] . You know
how they end, yet you listen as though you don’t. In the way that
although you know that one day you will die, you live as though
you won’t. "
— 15 hours, 5 min ago
want to hear again. The ones you can enter anywhere and inhabit
comfortably. [..] . You know
how they end, yet you listen as though you don’t. In the way that
although you know that one day you will die, you live as though
you won’t. "
Gregisdead121
is on page 97 of 340
I'm gonna puke, that was so visceral. lemondrink orangedrink man needs to fucking die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wtf did he do that ? Men really are the fucking worst,fucking worst
— Jan 06, 2026 02:57PM
Wtf did he do that ? Men really are the fucking worst,fucking worst
Gregisdead121
is on page 23 of 340
"That Big God
howled like a hot wind, and demanded obeisance. Then Small God (cozy
and contained, private and limited) came away cauterized, laughing numbly
at his own temerity. Inured by the confirmation of his own inconsequence,
he became resilient and truly indifferent Nothing mattered much. Nothing
much mattered. And the less it mattered, the less it mattered. It was never
important enough. "
— Jan 05, 2026 03:01PM
howled like a hot wind, and demanded obeisance. Then Small God (cozy
and contained, private and limited) came away cauterized, laughing numbly
at his own temerity. Inured by the confirmation of his own inconsequence,
he became resilient and truly indifferent Nothing mattered much. Nothing
much mattered. And the less it mattered, the less it mattered. It was never
important enough. "

