Me sobbing over the last pages of this book: MAKTUB DX

WHAT in the name of eugenics IS THIS?!

Bloody, gory, and beautifuly written, the brutal remaster of King Arthur was definetly something I didn't know I needed in my life.

Essentially a book about a maturing teenager psychopath's daily life. That's it.

That is until the last two chapters of the book that essentially hog tied me, put an apple in my mouth and roasted me evenly over a fire until I was evenly cooked.

Man, I'm with Cain on this one.

What the FUCK did I just read, and WHERE is the bleach for my eyes and brain?!

GASP! She was with a gay guy the WHOLE TIME!

This is literally just how my brain works in a day to day setting. Hey, while approaching an escalator, let's think about the military I bought and how I could've handled that interaction differently.

Very interesting and well informed with it's history, influences into modern culture, and how the science evolved overtime. However, the way explained was fairly dull and dry. It was like enjoying a new flavor of jam on a piece of dried out burnt toast.

This book had no right to make me sob as many times as it did

Suffering... endless suffering...

I should not have picked this book up thinking it would help with my father issues - I cried more times in an hour for the first time in eight years. Thanks, Kafka.

"Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me." Holy GOD I wanted to crawl through the book and shake her by the shoulders and scream it!!!

A thrilling splatterpunk book - may have been gory and gross for the sake of being gory and gross, but damn, reading this while listening to The Substance soundtrack was a mood.