im an emotional piece of sh8 tonight (yet again) bc i reread listening to lucas. i already read it back then, but i dont remember feeling this sullen because of a book that portrayed the most beautiful kind of love. idk man i just feel like saying this. i think i'll read it again someday and i hope my future self will see this post and know she'll be riding in a rollercoaster of emotions as soon as she opens the book. hi self pls be ready to cry urself to sleep overthinking about love and its heauty and ugliness and yes thank you bye