Crying in the middle of class, like a moron.
I feel empty.

I'm done being nice, as much as I loved Austen's writing (it was stunning), I could not STAND the characters. I know they all had their reasons, but some were just so comically rude and not one bit self-aware. And Elizabeth's mother was just AWFUL, that woman had no manners whatsoever, it's really no question why none of her daughters had any proposals. 
I'm just so upset! I wanted to like this so badly, but I just absolutely despised all the characters, even if I understood their motivations and whatnot! I'm still going to check out her other works, though, because I believe in second chances. 

I am like, actually sick to my stomach from the last few chapters. 
This was such an incredible book, and I feel like the true turning point was, obviously,

when Rue died. I think that was just such a pivotal moment in the book, and it’s when the horrific nature of the games really comes to light

(no shit, Sherlock).

My star rating might change, but I feel like any book that manages to disturb me so thoroughly that I develop a stomach ache deserves five golden stars.

   You know that feeling when you love a book so much you read the acknowledgments, the reviews on the front, the author information, etc.? Yeah, this is one of those books

oh

I ❤️ Sydney and Vic

or also: It's like Jayvik but if it was completely different but with the same ingredients

gawd dayUM