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reading this felt like the antithesis of a gratifying read. the whole time it felt like I was being led to something, but it always stayed five feet away. the world building and writing is really good, but as I had felt with hill house, this will not stay in my head for more than a day. i don't know the reason why I read it. it's clickbait in the form of a wholeass book. i have more questions than answers after reading this.

Such a chaotic read! For most parts, felt like a Eleanor Oliphant is completely fine x My Husband crossover, and super riveting. Very adventurous because at times the crazy narcissistic rambles are actually real and relatable? And then it gets progressively unhinged ane problematic. Couldn't put it down and finished it in a day! Been a while since I've done that. Classic weird girl lit and the unreliable narrator is just a cherry on top xoxo

couldn't read beyond a few pages because the although I was totally in for the plot, the writing seemed very juvenile from the beginning, like I was reading fanfic. didn't want to read something so loaded in the language of teens going through their enemies to lovers phase .

just realised that I read this in the pride month!!

it gave me such an irresistible urge to hug myself because I remembered being in high school and in love.

how does claire keegan write so devastatingly?

her every word is a gut punch. I remember lying on the floor staring at the ceiling for so long after I read small things like this and now I'm feeling the same way, like something walked right through me and kidnapped my entire soul after I just finished 'so late in the day' . she writes like she reads my thoughts and memories and they are so irrevocably sad by their honesty and lack of pretense. it's like holding my shadow at gunpoint and asking why it follows me. she asks questions that have answers but cannot be answered. I'm so overwhelmed by her power over both words and silence.

dear God, writing a review is not going to be enough. need to discuss every word and sentence in this book with someone for 5 hours 46 minutes 52 seconds.

The first half was really enjoyable, but i think after introducing Kurihara's deductions, it really started going downhill. Also the ending bit was purely ridiculous, and i have a suspicion that they forgot to write about one chapter : nurturing darkness, file 2, because that one really doesn't arrive at any conclusion. i was glued to it, but it got a little worse towards the end. The stories are creepy and very interesting as of themselves and i think would've fared better if they would've been left open ended, but that's just my opinion, of course.

This made me so extremely sad, I want to cry. I felt every word, every alphabet, every unfinished parable and the punctuations in between and it was visceral.

The year is only a third over and I think I have my favourite read ever and this is it. I love this book so much I don't think any review, 5 worded or 500 can express what a roller coaster this was and how much it warmed my heart and scared me at the same time.

the writing is so god awful, couldn't really go further than 20 pages.

one word : eww.

• rapid heart beat *

So many mixed emotions, thoughtfulness, candour, idealism and reality.

Some people really know how powerful words and foods are and fortunately the world discovered who Erica Bauermeister is. What a symphony of emotions and delicacies showing how human humans really are.

dead poets society for women.

This was so depraved, I don't think I can any longer look at the world the same way.

I'm Isa, and I haven't related to a book as much as this one.

Soul Searching and lots of honest introspection.

I love this as much as I loved the first book, if not more, and that's saying something

dangerous. magnificent.

Hand over my stupid heart.

Had me punching the air in joy and realisation.

Will destroy you.

The book has pictures in it! That's all I need to say, right?

This book is too important for me to review it in a few lines. It is, probably the realest piece of writing I've read in my entire life and I can't hope to critique it in my own unworthy words any more than Woolf thought that the essential prerequisites for writing fiction was having a room of one's own and 500 pounds a year to one's name.

One of the pioneering “friendzone” stories ever written and you know what, I totally loved it!