I’ll also let you know, in the interest of this page, are definitely tales of folklore and fiction. I deem myself to be a writer and this an opportunity. While I don’t know how good the former is, I faithfully deem the latter colossal.
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Did “Love On The Brain” extend the longevity of Love on my brain? Duh. I don't know why we keep doing this to ourselves. To construe this articulate paragon, a SPOILER ALERT shall now be in effect. “The real villain is love: an unstable isotope constantly undergoing spontaneous nuclear decay. And it will forever go unpunished.” “Permanence and love are clearly incompatible, so now I'm focusing…
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To construe this articulate paragon, a SPOILER ALERT shall now be in effect. “We’ll be on our own brand new family tree that starts with us.” Atlas and Josh could do a ‘pop- chips’ commercial and I’d still feast my eyes on it. Their portrayal is so fancy and cosmopolitan that I’m certain it’s in actuality, a beast sized blip in the matrix. Mad esteem to the Author for coming up with titles. They…
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“Hypothesis: When told to not do something that could be discomforting for someone else, that task shall inevitably be done.” If you’re still here. OH WELL, To construe this articulate paragon, a SPOILER ALERT shall now be in effect. “You just want me to stay around forever. Until you have the biggest, fattest, strongest Title IX case to ever exist.” Soooo, fake dating trope? Mutual beneficiary…
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To construe this articulate paragon, a SPOILER ALERT shall now be in effect. “She dressed me in sapphire velvet. None of it disguises what I am." "Human.” Only fair, that I start with Holly Black’s audible use of poetic wool to weave a gravely intricate story. Her character, Jude, a misfit, showed sacrificial power. Every line was lyrical, every plot point was a glossy discovery. It’s written in…
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To construe this articulate paragon, a SPOILER ALERT shall now be in effect. “You know life is shit when you’re hand washing baby bottles and praying for Armageddon.” I thought this novel would be poetic. I thought it would be everything that any other fiction novel is on any other day. I started reading this paperback with the expectations of just any other average fabrication, until it started…
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To construe this articulate paragon, a SPOILER ALERT shall now be in effect. “Would I ever be so head over heels, crazy in love that everything else would fade to a black noise?” As very vividly mentioned in my last book review, the idea of “mutual liking” has never made me quiz the foundation of the human framework. But after this book? hmm…. The readers can’t exactly exit this lulling and…
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This air surrounding the mattress we wrap ourselves in, Has started to break more bones to ashes than build ashes to bones. Who do we condemn however? An absolute fate of feat? Or the distinctive, inevitable rhythm of the clock? On your peaceful and righteous departure yesterday, we wait here furiously, When will you make your presence known again? Maybe dote can’t liberate the most lost of us…
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To construe this articulate paragon, a MAJOR SPOILER ALERT shall now be in effect. “The only question that remains is, Which truth was she manipulating?” Remember when I said I'm taking an interval of breathing space from Colleen Hoover? Yes, well, Booktok didn't exactly give me the green light. Turns out CoHo has a sizable and an ostensibly greater hold on me than I can possibly have on myself…
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To construe this articulate paragon, a SPOILER ALERT shall now be in effect. “It stops here with me and you, IT ENDS WITH US.” That is exactly where the anecdote should have ended for me, however this precisely is where it absolutely didn't, far from it. It stayed, and boldly hung along the girth of my brain stem to corrupt my matrix, and it is going to stay lodged in my heart for-basically-ever…
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