Here's to Us (What If It's Us #2)

by Becky Albertalli

Arthur Seuss: fallen hero. Conquered warrior. Lost the last shred of his dignity at the hands of a fitted fucking sheet.

REAL

Death by linens SOS She writes back instantly. It’s probably turned the wrong way, check and see if it has one of those top or bottom labels. My bedsheet has its own grindr profile now??

lmao

I may not be able to get through a page of a book without having to reread every third paragraph, but at least I remember my second-grade teacher’s husband’s name. It’s my vaguely creepy superpower.

omg facts

Whenever this world bores me, I go back to creating my own.

Happiness is tricky when it comes to the person who used to make you happy.

All my report cards were variations on the exact same theme. Extremely bright. Enthusiastic learner. Pleasure to have in class. A full goddamn mess with no impulse control.

I’m completely in love. I’ve been in love all along. But not with Mikey. And when I think about the future, Mikey’s not the one who’s in it.

drama

I guess that’s how it goes, though. Sometimes happily ever afters aren’t about your happiness at all.

I tap over to Mario’s Stories again, just to ride that misery spiral all the way down. Why the fuck not, right? It’s Pride Weekend Eve, and crying in my boxers about my ex’s hot boyfriend is a deeply valid expression of gay culture.