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if there wasn't as much violence and sexual elements to this novel, it would without a doubt be categorised as "middle-grade". i just can't get behind the writinggg but i don't want to dnf it :(

it's so frustrating because the "feminist" message would be so much more efficient without the emphasis on language and the author's tendency to spell everything out to the reader.
i am not a fool, i don't need you to tell me that "men bad" three times per page.

i hate to be that person but i kind of dislike the writing style...

there is so much DRAMA i love it

"i go to the roses first and touch the petals. i peel one off. then another. then another after that. time passes slowly as i stand there in my nightie plucking flower after flower, till the petals are all scattered at my feet." she really is crying, screaming and throwing up right now

"my mother sighs and walks away, because she knows i won’t be able to rest until there is not a speck of dust left on the piano’s surface. i head to the supply cabinet and grab a set of wipes. if only i could wipe away all our memories with it." excuse me, WHY IS THIS SAD???

what is this, grey's anatomy? 😭😭

the title is so bad yet the concept is so cool that i'll let it slide

wait philippe just left so his guests are burying his daughter without him I'M DEAD--

everyone: having a nice meal and threatening the medicis cause why the hell not?
louise: "oh! i'm going to die. i'm going to die, i'm going to die."
dies.
philippe: "oh no, my child. are you dead, are you dead, louise, my lovely child?"
LIKE PLS HOW DID WE EVEN GET HERE AND WHY ARE THEY ALL ACTING THIS WAY

is it strange for me to say that i sort of relate to lorenzaccio?
it's heartbreaking: he's spent so many years wearing this mask of debauchery and vice that he doesn't know who he is anymore...

COMING BACK ON HERE TO SAY THAT THIS PLAY IS LITERAL ASS AND I HATE IT TO MY CORE

i'm eagerly anticipating this (pleasedontbebadpleasedontbebad)

the books i'm currently reading spell out "i need help"

i was supposed to read this for fun and now i'm stuck on page 10 trying to make sense of just anything that comes out of this man's mouth whilst dostoyevsky is allegedly misquoting rousseau on purpose... anyway god bless penguin classics for their notes and god bless my philosophy teacher.

i know the narrator's supposed to objectively wrong by nature but some of the points he makes... i mean...
am i the problem? probably.

it's really quite incredible how much the man depicted on this cover looks like my french teacher

"palsambleu, morbleu, ventrebleu, jarnibleu!
dieu aussi a eu son époque bleue."

how on earth did i end up reading four poetry collections at the same time????

ummmm nazis??????

p.s.: it's pronounced b'you-ick, how exciting!!!!! 🪑💃

i'm five pages in and am only now realising that a Buick 8 is in fact a car.
so atm i've only gotten descriptions of highways i've never heard of (i'm european) plus someone's already died.
why do i have a feeling i'm gonna be reading about a car crushing cops for the next 400 and so pages??? sounds reminiscent of pet sematary. 🥰🥰
i might regret picking this up.

trying to speed run this right now and failing quite hard tbh...
it's definitely fascinating but it's giving very much "learning-about-nineteenth-century-british-workhouses-history-class" vibes instead of the "wooooh-i'm-learning-about-someone's-life-right-before-they-got-brutally-murdered" i was expecting.

des grieux is the definition of "gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss". i won't accept any other interpretation.

i looked it up and i guess have my answer.....

ode to bread — pablo neruda
bread,
you rise
from flour,
water
and fire.
dense or light,
flattened or round,
you duplicate
the mother's
rounded womb,
and earth's
twice-yearly
swelling.
how simple
you are, bread,
and how profound!

and it goes on and on FOREVER!!!!

i want to dnf this book so badlyyyyy; why did i ever think it would be goodddddd

what is the deal with pablo neruda and bread?

i really need to read a bad book; my current average rating for this year is legit embarrassing

*randomly meets f. scott fitgerald* because why the hell not?
this book confuses me to the highest degree.

i really did believe i wouldn't need to get through the tsunami for a minute. clearly i have been wronged by the author.