The One & Only by Emily Giffin (spoilers)

Man, this book got super weird super fast. Yeah, let’s totally set this dude up as the father figure who basically raised the main character and also just lost his wife to fucking cancer, and then make him the love interest. Out of fucking nowhere. Whaaaat. Like, I can see Shea’s hero worship of Coach. I can even understand her crush. But him reciprocating the feelings? And acting on them? For goodness sake. It’s not that he’s so much older, it’s that, again, he and his oh so recently deceased wife basically raised Shea since her mother was apparently too heartbroken to get out of bed for most of her childhood, and her father left them for his “real” family and was pretty absent. Hello, daddy issues. Electra Shea needs therapy, not a boyfriend.

Also nice little subplot brushing off domestic violence because the dude is a promising football player, and blaming the victim for  sexual assault because she’s “fast.” Uhh. No. Hard pass. It wasn’t even a comment how how this happens in college sports culture all the damn time and that’s disgusting. No, it was totally acceptable and we, as readers, are expected to just take it and move on.

Glad to see that my seething dislike for Emily Giffin’s writing has been once again justified. I can guarantee I will continue to hateread her novels for years to come.

Barf, barf, barf. I wish I had more than two thumbs to put down.

46/50.

"The reality is, we’re not very good, as a society, at talking about mental health, depression, and suicide. Faced with the chance to discuss the topic, we are all suddenly Bartleby, the Scrivener: “We would prefer not to.” When I was first training to do suicide interventions over the phone at a crisis line, I was amazed to discover that the hardest thing for most people to do in a suicide intervention is to ask clearly and directly, without beating around the bush, “Are you planning to kill yourself?” It was hours of training before most of us could manage to say those words aloud in a simulation, and harder still the first few times we talked to real people on the phone. And in my life as a teacher, I’ve discovered that asking it while making eye contact is even more difficult still. But the silence around depression and suicide — the stigma – only adds to its destructive power."

— from What We Talk About When We Talk About Suicide: Books About Depression by Brenna Clarke Gray (via bookriot)

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wailtothethief:

Fuck I’m walking downtown and I pass a group of guys staring at me and I think “great catcall time” but then one guy goes “you look like you could kill a man a million different ways with just your bare hands”. This. This is an acceptable comment to give a girl on the street.

(via kissed-by-fires)

radtracks:

on the radio // regina spektor

you laugh until you cry
you cry until you laugh
and everyone must breathe
until their dying breath

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pacodestroyer:

I miss buffy so much

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crimexturtle:

Spending my night ruining the free world.

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buttspectre:

why would you want to be an offensive stereotype for Halloween

when u can be

this

image

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They like my empty bookshelves. #fosterkittens #catstagram #catsofinstagram

Andy Samberg and Lena Headey on stage at the 66th Primetime Emmy Awards (x)

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