which starfucker album would y’all recommend most? thanks!
If you go home with somebody, and they don’t have books, don’t fuck ‘em!
We can sit in our safe corners mute as bottles, and we will still be no less afraid.
grad school is in 1 month
and i’m already developing impostor syndrome
i already shared with my parents how i suffer from anxiety but they still act like i never told them. they just say: smile, bawal ang sad or ikaw kasi, puro nervous nervous ang iniisip mo. i mean, seriously, wtf, if i could stop myself from feeling this way, don’t you think i would’ve already? i wasn’t born with an on/off anxiety switch. no one is. i’m already much better at dealing with my anxiety now than i was in the past but i still have my moments, i still have my attacks. and when you denounce and ignore what i’m feeling inside, it fucking hurts. it really does.
i don’t want to read about white people anymore. someone please recommend me fiction about poc love, life, identity, and experience. books like norwegian wood, gun dealers’ daughter, the book of salt, etc. books that will crush my heart but also make me feel like i am floating down a river of rainbows and smiles. thx.
Why do all the bands you listen to that have ‘radio’ in their names sound so depressing? Like Radiohead and The Radio Dept.
Thanks Norwegian Wood.
For ruining my life, for being another damn book that can tear my heart into bloody, twisted shambles.
Does anyone else feel like they need some therapy after reading such an amazing book? I usually feel the need to talk to someone who understands the emotional roller coaster these words can put us through. We can wallow in our misery together. Comfort each other. Discuss the plot, symbolism, and characters and reflect some more on why 296 pages can have such a profound effect on our lives.
This is the kind of book club I want to be in. The post-reading blues book club.