"I wanted to say: Build in me a lighthouse. Be guided by the love I feel for you, for the safety I want to offer. Put knives in your wheels and leave "I wanted to say: Build in me a lighthouse. Be guided by the love I feel for you, for the safety I want to offer. Put knives in your wheels and leave the truck until it's ticketed and towed. Move your bags into my room and stay. Find a job at a record store, become a security guard at the Met, don't work at all, and we can live off my twelve-an-hour as you make every record you've wanted to. We can take it slow; we can move fast. You can leave me and come back. You can be exactly who you are or you can be what you've always wanted to be. You can sell that gold twisted band, and we can find a studio in Queens, and I can cut your hair every other month. Let's live off rice and beans, oranges when they're in season. Let's make friends and forget them for days and weeks at a time. Let's ward off all of the terror with talk. Let's make love over and over, until our ribs hurt and we think we're tired of it, then do it once more, just to see if there's still life to be made. It's all here, it's now if we want it to be. Time, distance, they're no longer the problem. The problem is courage. The courage I need and the courage you want. We can find it in each other, I swear. I swear, if you'll just let me show you."
i was told that saying it's gay and sad is not a good summary of a book, but it is gay and it is sad and what more could you want...more
excitedly running over to my boyfriend to tell him about the morally corrupt blond man who’s my new favourite fictional character (it’s the fifth moraexcitedly running over to my boyfriend to tell him about the morally corrupt blond man who’s my new favourite fictional character (it’s the fifth morally corrupt blond man this week. my boyfriend is worried about me)...more
"In one memory, I would tell her, I am four years old. I know this because I'm at my aunt Shirley's house in Florida and she only lived in that house "In one memory, I would tell her, I am four years old. I know this because I'm at my aunt Shirley's house in Florida and she only lived in that house the year I was four. There are hibiscus flowers and saw palmettos in the yard and I am running barefoot across the rough, scratchy Florida grass, playing a game like tag with my cousin Kenny and the two girls who live next door. When they catch him, the girls cover Kenny in kisses, something they don't do when they catch me. I understand for the first time, that I am not a boy. I didn't quite know it before and now I do. It is not a happy awakening. I go running to the other side of the house, where I sit on the steps and cry. When my aunt appears in the doorway and asks what's wrong, I know enough to say: Nothing.
The Nothing stays inside me, accumulating shame, taking the shape of impossible longing. Years go by. I learn how to leave my body. I forget what I know about myself. Now and then, quietly, it makes itself felt."
the bold paragraph is so relatable but that's none of your business.
as far as coming of age stories go, this is probably one of the better ones i have ever read. i think it captures the confused longing for something you don't even understand yet of trans youth very well.
it was also one of my better reading experiences this year but a. i just ... don't like reading about children, b. some of the thematic choices of the 2019 chapters made me feel kinda ugh, like i think we had more pressing problems in 2019 than the infighting between trans elder and trans youth and i cringe thinking about some of the scenes between max and the social worker assigned to him, and c. i kinda wish there was more exploration of his relationships to his family members. like how did his mum get over saying "I'd rather kill you than let you become trans/gay/whatever" to idk ... acceptance? resignation?
what’s the point of romance books when spending a single second with my boyfriend gives me more fuzzy feelings than words on page ever could
low-key bwhat’s the point of romance books when spending a single second with my boyfriend gives me more fuzzy feelings than words on page ever could
low-key boring. they were cute sometimes but what’s the point. i have already forgotten their names.
also, authors: it’s actually very easy to not mention works by terfs in your books. tbh it takes more effort to put a terf reference in your books than not doing so. actually not mentioning them takes no effort at all. just fyi. ...more
best book i've read this year (it's really not going well for me reading wise, i mean i'm reading non-fiction, NONFICTION, mr. fancy pants rich mcgee best book i've read this year (it's really not going well for me reading wise, i mean i'm reading non-fiction, NONFICTION, mr. fancy pants rich mcgee over here, jesus)
very eye-opening stuff and PRK definitely knows how to tell a story. crazy to think that one family (more or less, there's other pharma companies involved of course but the sacklers really put the work into it) caused an entire opioid epidemic and killed millions just because they were like "we don't make enough money from selling pain meds to cancer patients what if we sold the same pain meds to literally everyone for any pain imaginable, no don't worry, they are not addicting, addiction is a MINDSET anyway" #capitalism4ever
and to this day they have not faced any criminal charges cause when have rich people ever faced any consequences for their actions ever, this is abhorent and the more i think about it the angrier i get.
TL;DR: 10/10 everyone should read this. also, have i spent the last month consuming every piece of media relating to the opioid crisis/the sackler family history and neglecting everything else? maybe.
pretty good depiction of how straight men live longer IN relationships while straight women have a better life expectancy W/O a relationship
could havpretty good depiction of how straight men live longer IN relationships while straight women have a better life expectancy W/O a relationship
could have done without andy’s pov tbh. insufferable man. jen’s pov really saved this book.
also do yourself a favour and don’t listen to the audiobook because it’s one of the worst audios i’ve ever heard. the narrator would sometimes just randomly pause for a couple seconds after every other sentence?? like i’m already listening at 2x speed and those pauses were still multiple seconds long i don’t even want to know what this would be like in 1x speed. ...more