What would feeling like somebody feel like? To suddenly exist not only in your world, but someone else's as well?
The struggle is real. I did the SAME thing Link did with a razor around the same age. There is photographical evidence somewhere of my eyebrows being about a mile apart in a school picture. I'm loving this book.
So I picked you up, walked you over to the couch, and really looked at you again. I stared straight into your insides. And I fell in love all over.
Corruption doesn't take root in isolation, it embeds itself where the soil is fertile.
Maybe it's because I'm a bit neurotic and weird, but I loved this book. I related in some ways with the protagonist and her irrational ways of thinking. I also thought that this booked handled the subject of mental illness quite well, and I was happy the growing romance wasn't an eye roller. I found myself really for all the characters, and it's always a good thing when I actually care about them.