Feb 25, 09
Read in February, 2009
Reading this book was like pulling teeth. I only did it because I had to (I should preface this by saying that I gave up on the last two books I tried to read because I just wasn’t into them; I swore that I would plow through the next book in my queue, however difficult/boring/awful it may be). The entire book felt like it was a fictionalized account of the author’s unrequited love. Bleck.