The Reformatory

Brutal, tragic, and so good. Like, don't go into this without knowing what you're getting into. I knew what I was getting into, but there was a part that I ended up reading in a coffee shop, and I sort of wish I'd been at home, because it was hard not to start crying. If something makes me want to start crying whilst I'm on Zoloft and Focalin, that's a good sign. For the book, I mean. Not for the poor, precious character or my mental state.

My favorite character too. sobs