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It's been a while since I read something so weird and delightful

“Excuse me. Gene Wilder is the only Willy Wonka we acknowledge in this family. He never lied about being an Indian so he could wear a goddamn dead crow on his head for a movie. And a shit movie at that. Tonto, my ass.”

All movies featuring leads who aren’t white. Which is most likely why they don’t “spark joy” for her family, and why she thinks they will for my little half-brown baby.

I look out at the young women who walk past the house and fantasize about where they’re going, who they’re gonna hang out with, what drugs they’re gonna do when they get there, who they’re gonna fuck when they start to come down and everything else has lost its glitter.

“It’s funny. I woke up this morning thinking, ‘I hope this girl destroys me.’ ”

There was something almost insidious about puberty—the way it slammed shut the door to childhood, never to be reopened, and shoved you face-first into this strange, dangerous place called womanhood.

I stayed up all night reading this and I regret NOOOOOTHIIIIING

HE CHANGED HIS USERNAME TO "NATIVE DADDY" IN THEIR WORK CHAT

“For the record, I don’t have daddy issues.”

It was dark, but the streetlights illuminated him enough. He wiggled his eyebrows. “Wanna start?”

Guys, this is SO good. If you liked Handmaid's Tale, you NEED to read this.

Beauty had a threshold, and beyond it, it became a captivating terror, holding people’s attention hostage to fulfill its own needs.

My eyes keep darting to shapes in the wallpaper that seem like they’re moving in the corner of my eye, but when I look at them, everything is normal.

Very "Yellow Wallpaper core"

This is so creepy. I actually have chills.

My problematic trait is that I always suspect it's the husband, and if it's the wife, I'm like, "Good for you sweetie"

Knife to dick is an excellent subversion of the usual trope

This is the first love triangle I've read in a while where I can kind of see both sides

“I want you. I want you as much as I loathe you—so much, it feels like I can’t breathe.” His parted lips dragged across my cheek, his whisper scathing near my ear. “Give me back my fucking breath.”

Reviews are quite polarized but if you hate influencer culture and mommy blogging, the satire is pretty effectively brutal

This reminds me of old RPG fantasy games in the best way

“You died!” My voice was shaking now, bordering on a scream. “You left me and then you died!"

Family secrets were like a root rot that slowly withered branches and eventually killed the tree.

I literally have no idea whodunnit, I'm just enjoying the ride

My nemesis list might not be as long as Roxane Gay’s, but it was definitely written in permanent ink.

I'm having such a good time reading this and my library had all the other books in the series, so now I can go on a binge

Sometimes, a girl just needs her mom, even if that girl is a grown woman.

“I’m a food anthropologist.”

“You dig up old food?” Ileana asked.

I would die for you. I don’t just like you, Sloane, and you fucking know it.”

"Now be a good girl and find something to grab on to”—he says, then passes one long, slow lick over my center—“because I’m about to destroy you.”

I was wondering about the accidental cannibalism D:

I'm really digging the creepy vibes