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“And you have unrealistic standards.”
How so? Women having any standards is always seen as having too many standards and I don’t like that.
I think of Nina’s parting words to me this morning: At least give him a handie under the table. In one unrestrained burst of imagination, I see the appeal. I have long arms. All it would take is some clever but discreet maneuvering,
Please tell me she’s not about to give this man a handjob under a table at Starbucks.
when I realize I only have one hand on the phone. The other, which seems to have developed a mind of its own, is straying dangerously close to the waistband of my underwear.
It’s a little weird that you were subconsciously preparing to masturbate…
While watching a dude punch another dude…
Over and over again…
“I don’t like that your friends knew where to find us.
but the fact that they came into Starbucks and sat there and watched us and probably took pictures to send to some sort of team group chat made me feel so—so—” I let out a strangled groan. “So attacked. Like, when girls talk about toxic masculinity and guys being gross with each other? It’s that. That feeling of being made fun of, being watched and harassed.”
The last two highlights are blowing my fucking mind because what??? This is not toxic masculinity. This is hardly even a masculinity thing! What are you TALKING about you crazy child?
Ugh. Romance taking a turn for the worst
Talking about “toxic masculinity” and shit.
Gimme some not stupid authors. Please.
It’s so not what I expected—and it’s so validating to be treated like my overactive emotions aren’t irrational or an annoyance.
I’m concerned that you’re aware that your emotions are ridiculous and yet you somehow have gained validation rather than feeling embarrassed. Listen here author, I’m not here for this.
“Vincent.” I’m begging. Feminism is dead. I killed her, and I don’t care.
So we’re…doing that, huh? This is what killed feminism?
And you guys tried to trick me into thinking it was about equality lol
“Good girl.” A strangled laugh rips out of my throat. “What?” Vincent says. “I thought you wanted me to keep talking.” I press my lips together. I’m not going to admit that those two words do . . . things to me.
Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh I fucking hate good girl kink fuuuuuuckkk
Why is this so PREVALENT???
“So that’s it,” he says. “You got your story, and now you’re done?”
This is infuriating. We literally just said we were going to communicate and be honest and now you’re being like this Kendall. I am annoyed.
Nina narrows her eyes at me. “You think Vincent’s teammates tried to hook you guys up?” “I’m sure of it.” “So, they did exactly what Harper and I were doing?” I open my mouth, then shut it, then try again. “It’s different. You know it’s different.”
It’s really not though. You have taken one thing and blown it wildly out of proportion where in a previous scene you and Vincent literally talked about being more communicative and open with one another. This is like the hardest 180 pivot I’ve ever seen! Lmfao
I make fun of simps,
This..is not what a simp is. A simp is a man who has a major hard on for someone, to the point that they forgive all evils and even defend their shitty behavior.
Jabari was just being NICE to you.
why this class is a waste of my tuition dollars and no one should ever be required to study Shakespeare to get a bachelor’s degree ever again.
The only. Fucking. People. Being forced to take a fucking. Shakespeare. Class. Are ENGLISH MAJORS you dumb twat.
Because I was definitely wrong about Vincent.
No fucking shit.
“Hi,” he says back, and fuck, I’ve missed the deep timbre of his voice.
I do not understand why you have fallen so fast and so hard for this dude’s voice because you have literally talked to him threeeeeeee fuckingggg tiiiimes.
This book is infuriating. This is true insta-love and there’s no fucking background or ANYTHING to back it up or mellow it out for you.
“Oh, ew. Don’t get that one. It was published, like, a decade ago. There’s tons of unchecked sexism and homophobia.”
Yeah because the way we get rid of those things is to pretend they do not and have never existed, amirite?
We haven’t known each other very long, even though it sometimes feels like it’s been decades since we first kissed in the library during my night shift.
That’s…yeah, what the fuck. Y’all gen z’ers are a little insane with your TIME JUMPS.
But up until all of ten seconds ago, I really thought I’d ruined everything and let this boy slip through my fingers. So, I think I deserve to be a little dramatic. Just this once.
ONCE? Girl. You fucking thought your life was the plot of a romance novel, specifically She’s All That and you thought he hooked up with you because of a fucking BET. You are capital D R A M A T I C.
Right. Because it’s Friday night. And this is a bookstore. And we can’t catch a fucking break, apparently.
Oh my GOD. Dramatic, yet again.
Virginity is a social construct.
I am so tired of the current buzzwords.
