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November 7 - November 8, 2023
So, pleats with a royal blue silk shell blouse that matched the blue in the plaid of the skirt. The short bolero jacket was black, which matched the rest of the color in the plaid.
This doesn't sound cute. It sounds more like someone trying to grasp on appearing as adolescent as possible. This does not bode with well how much fucking therapy commentary we're forced to deal with.
The jacket didn’t quite hide the badge clipped to my waistband but did hide the gun that was in an inner “pants” holster just behind the badge, and the extra magazine/ammo holders on the other side of the skirt.
IT'S A FUCKING BOLERO. IT ISN'T A GOD DAMN BLAZER. IT ISN'T A BATWING CARDIGAN. IT'S A FUCKING BOLERO. ALSO 5'3 UNLESS SHE HAS A TORSO LENGTH OF 6 FUCKING GOD DAMN INCHES THIS WOULDN'T HAVE TOUCHED HER FUCKING WAIST LINE.
I’d protested the outfits until Judith stopped including me in the mix when I was about eleven. I hadn’t wanted to be excluded since Judith was now the only chance for a mother that I had; I just hadn’t wanted to wear pink.
Or maybe, you once again made a lot of comments without any regard for how they effect everyone else and then are shocked at the results. You're a fucking piece of work, Anita.
Andria said, “Seriously perfect outfit.” She didn’t seem upset that I was better dressed than she was, which spoiled it for me a little. I’d wanted to be the best dressed for once, but I’d wanted her to feel bad about it even more. Yes, it was petty, but at least I acknowledged my motives instead of hiding from them now.
It is beyond petty. It is very immature and pathetic. That's a good word.. pathetic. Anita Blake is a pathetic blob.
I also knew they’d paid three to four hundred dollars for each pair. I’d seen them at one of the stores where I’d done emergency shopping for my outfit.
So she went and did emergency shopping for the outfit we were somewhat complaining about. oh for fuck sake. god this book series really starts to blow when you realize how much LAURELL IS FUCKING PHONING IT IN WITH SUPERFLUOUS BULLSHIT.
He looked at her, waiting for her to add to the sentence. If he didn’t like the unpleasant look on her face, then he hid it, but again maybe I was projecting on the unpleasant part. My therapist and I had talked a lot about this visit and how it was going to be difficult for me to see Judith and Andria, but especially Judith, in a fair light. So fucking true.
Anita for fuck sake you can't see anyone in a fair light because you're too busy being a whiny fucking bitch.
I had a moment to realize that Judith and Andria were mean girls, and the revelation suddenly made my childhood make so much more sense.
Anita you're not a victim. You're one of the bullies. Please stop making this as poor fucking Anita and maybe focus on the fact that she is a fucking cunt to most people.
“Living like what, Dad?” I said, and realized that I sounded angry, mean. I didn’t want to be like that to him or anyone else. I could be angry, but I didn’t want to be a mean anything.
It's not a fucking common lifestyle so Anita needs to calm the fuck down and learn how to be a fucking person who is capable of understanding that confusion doesn't mean insult it just means it's absolutely not the fucking norm and people need to grasp and get used to something wildly abnormal. she seems to forget people ..doesn't matter they are still just humans at the end of the day.
“No, I’m not the victim. People keep treating me like I’m the princess in this story, someone you kidnap, or bespell to overcome your enemies, or use to make your kingdom bigger. But I am not the motherfucking princess, I am the knight that rescues her. It was your mistake, yours, and Rodrigo’s mistake to treat me like a pawn when I am the queen!”
OH MY FUCKING GOD. GET OVER THIS REFERENCE. PLEASE JUST ENOUGH. FOR FUCK SAKE THERE ARE A LOT OF WORDS AND COMPARISONS OUT THERE. BUT NO YOU HAVE TO GIVE US FUCKING SPOONS AND HER NOT BEING THE PRINCESS BUT THE PRINCE.
FUCK OFF.
Honestly, I’m not sure I care anymore. He kept saying she’s your grandmother, she’s my mother, as if that excused what she did and what she tried to do. It doesn’t.
And Anita could have and should have lost it. But she didn't. She just rolls over. While some may call that "strength" it isn't strength, it is giving up the fight for yourself. That is acceptance and that is not fighting.