Didn't love it. Didn't hate it. Was mostly annoyed towards the end. Will probably give it away.

While I would not recommend this book for light or easy reading, I can honestly say this is the only book that has moved me to tears in a long time. If you decide to read it, take your time. It gets complicated.

Procrastination has become its own solution - a tool that I can use to push myself so close to disaster that I become terrified and flee toward success.

When I look at myself, I don‘t want to see the horrible, loophole-abusing monster that I am. I want to see a better person. Someone who is genuinely good and doesn‘t need to resort to lies and manipulation. Because deep down, I feel like I‘m better than this. Like I actually am a genuinely good person who has been invaded by someone else‘s shitty thoughts.

That was a maxim of good Forgery: improve slightly on an original, and people would often accept the fake because it was superior.