Yari’s Reviews > Annie on My Mind > Status Update

I hate this, I hate this so much! I hope Foater burns down and Poindexter is forced to watch her beloved prison turn to ash. And I hope that agony on her and Baxter drives them to breaking points.

Everyone in this book is ignorant, cruel, or a liar! The only characters worth any time is Liza, Annie, Miss Stevenson and Miss Widmer! Everyone else can bite me! And I wanna burn down that stupid school in front of Mrs. Poindexter and watch the old bitch cry in agony as I record her screams of sorrow for my Spotify! And Baxter… oh I’m hurting her the most!

Let them burn Liza. You never hurt anyone simply because you loved a girl. And if anyone disagrees they are the problem, they are the disease not you, never you.

Damn… GG Annie on my mind, you’re the first ever book that didn’t make me flinch or gag at a fornication scene, granted it helped that it didn’t get descriptive. Still rolling my eyes but not as hard. Also Liza I don’t care if you were able to find something you liked about that school it’s still hot garbage… let it burn Liza!

As an asexual I don’t understand the desire to fornicate but as a studier of human behavior I do get that biologically it is sadly very relevant in courtship or whatever. Secondly I can relate to Ms. Stevenson because after these two chapters I crave a cigarette and I’ve never smoked in my life.

So sally haw become a brain washed halfwit, Mrs. Poindexter can suck it, Annie’s family is great and their biggest mistake is coming to hell willingly- op I mean America, and Annie and Liza kissed. I wanna kiss a woman!!!

“You make me want to be real.” Is such a gift in and of itself, like that’s crazy! To meet someone who makes you want to stay grounded in this reality; I want that.

DAMN! I get that Poindexter is stressed and all but damn you grouchy old gray bitch calm your tits!

Okay fuckers let’s get this angst over and done with!!! (I’m excited but scared, I don’t like angst, especially queer angst)

The things I’m wiling to do for spite… please don’t break me.