this book is always in the back of my mind
when i tell you that i bought it to read about new york, its busy city vibe and cute little friendship…..

i can’t get tired of speaking about it, can’t erase it, can’t move on and toss it in the rest pile of books i’ve read.
i never screamed and cried at the same time while reading a book, i’ve been constantly coming back to it for weeks and i’m not exaggerating..
sometimes writing, characters, places was depicted with such sorrow and regret, it left me speechless
when i found out the meaning behind the title, i was completely traumatized

i say all this because this book is starting to reappear on my fyp again, like it was in 2022
if you ever consider to read it, my advice to you would be: just don’t do it

and yes, i am talking about “a little life” again

it’s never over, at least do what truly makes you happy..
sometimes giving up on people is the only right option

i miss the god complex english class gave me

okay, i agree
but maybe you were watering the wrong plant..

now that’s insane
insanely accurate

won’t feel that warmth
again

my coping mechanisms may be worse than my actual problems
(they’re worse)