All because of books 📚 📚📚📚📚😝🤣🤣🤣
All because of books 📚 📚📚📚📚😝🤣🤣🤣
Back at work today after being off sick yesterday 🙁 I think I'd rather be reading today
Un libro che mi ha deluso. La storia purtroppo è fin troppo lunga e perde la sua "magia" focalizzandosi su dettagli spesso inutili al fine della storia e che non portano contenuti, anche volendo caratterizzare al meglio i personaggi purtroppo si cade ben presto nella noia e molte parti potevano essere tagliate. Non ho amato il modo in cui viene affrontata la sessualità dei due protagonisti il tutto fin troppo superficiale per i miei gusti
"What's wrong with me?" "Nothing is wrong with you" "There's so much wrong with me" Skylar clung to him. "I don't feel like I fit anywhere. I don't know what I'm supposed to do. How I'm supposed to be" "You fit with me" Xander tucked him in tighter, as if to prove his statement "You'll always fit with me"
"People can see us" "That's my hope, yes" Skylar pulled Xander a little closer to him. "Is that all right?" Xander's heart felt like a drum, its beats reverberating through his body "If you claim me in front of my friends?" "If I claim you in front of anyone. Everyone. I like the way it makes you blush. But I also simply like you. And I want everyone to know."
"This world is a nightmare full of pain. You found someone you can make beauty with. Don't question how it happens or worry you aren't doing it the right way. Call yourself demi or ace or gray, or refuse to take a name. It's all up to you. Call yourself the man who love Xander Fairchild, the grumpiest, most antisocial asshole who ever lived. The one who made Xander love someone back"
"I want to date you, Xander. I want to help you with your project, and sit for your paintings, and write a manga with you, and I want to date you"
"Hey... no more dates with people for favors, okay?"
"No more dates for favors"
Skylar squeezed Xander's hand gently.
"Can... Can I have one with you, though?" Xander's heart fluttered, grew wings, and sailed lazily into the sky.
"You can have as many you want"
"I just want to find a way to be with you that doesn't hurt you. Because I didn't realize it until Unc asked. No, no one's ever given me what I wanted" He opened his eyes, turning his head to look at the space beside him, where Xander should have been. "Until you. You give me what I want without my ever asking for it-and almost always without giving you anything in return. (...) But what if I can't give you what you want from me?"
"I know you said you don't like people, but you should have some people"
"All they do is let me down"
"I won't let you down"
"What about me? Do you hate being friends with me?"
Xander blushed and looked down at his lap
"No. You're different"
"Why? How?"
" I don't know. You just are"
His blush became so hot his face felt like flame
"This is the magic of art. I can love or hate my own work, but the viewer is who turns it into somenthing. I made that painting, but you gave it life. Art isn't real until it's viewed" He grimaced, lowering his sandwich, but even as he retreated, he still had inner fire "This is where I always get it wrong. I know I need to connect to people in order to understand my own art, but... I'll be honest. I hate people"
This book is so beautiful I'm legit in the verge of tears all the time, and gasping and my heart racing and ASDFGHJKL so beautiful.