Zana’s Reviews > I Love You Don't Die > Status Update

‘...She had, after all, filled out the diversity questionnaire when she first arrived, checking yes to the question “Are you of the LGBTQ + community?” A week later, she had received an email inviting her to the monthly Onwards Pride meetings, two of which—both attended by fewer gays than straight allies who wanted an excuse to skip work for an hour and eat rainbow-dyed baked goods...’

Corporate be like

“...I had believed stardom awarded immortality, so how could I, Ernie Hayworth, have suffered death? I had been jarringly made aware I could die at any time, and so I went to India, where I learned my fear could lead to awakening. Yes. I had been guided to the light, learning I must prepare for death or never truly live.”

What in the eat pray love

“Vicky had begun watching clips of people dying every night. Her favorite macabre bedtime stories became people falling off building roofs, wasting to nothing in hospital beds, wandering astray on expeditions gone wrong....”

👁️👄👁️

“Vicky knew she loved Jen because she dreamed of her death. To love meant to fear death.”

Dreaming of her bestie's death??

“A fanboy, tracking Ernie’s location through social media stalker accounts, had launched his vehicle in front of their limo, intending to force the chauffeur to brake so he could express his undying thanks. But the driver, startled and slow to react, had instead swiped the fan’s car, then swerved into the side of the Pacific Coast Highway.”

What the hell

“Zhiza were meant to be things promising joy, happiness, prosperity—not people, though she has seen cleaner, maid, butler, and nanny zhizas sold in stores. Perhaps servants were not humans but objects to those who hired them.”

Oh

“Safer to pursue a career with salary raises and campaign productions as benchmarks of a life: her Valentine’s Day campaign where single people could send their exes Onwards urns with engraved copy like WISH YOU WERE DEAD, her April Fools’ Day idea where people could use an Onwards AI bot to generate and send out their fictional personal eulogies...”

What the helly ⚱️

“Nevertheless, Vicky had to admit Eric was good for Jen—he might be in debt, but so was Jen, along with everyone else in America, and if everyone was miserable, then misery became the norm.”

Lord this book is making me depressed and I'm already depressed

“She has never understood why life advice proclaims it better to jump out from under the blankets as soon as the alarm blares. Why can’t she settle down in her unmade bed for the remainder of her pointless, silly life? What goals are even worth achieving if they cannot be achieved from the pleasantries of the bed?”

Bed rotter representation fr

“Oh, her bed. How she loves her queen-size bed where she can splay her tired limbs. To be alone in her bed, with only her bed and no one else.”

Me in my queen-size bed rn 🛌🏽