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5 Emotionally Gutted and I never want to stop feeling this way stars

Oh

My

God

This book is going onto my all time favourites, re-read, make me ugly cry shelf.

I have been waiting ALL of 2014 to have a book make me feel this way. I love Angst. And I love books that make me feel like crawling up into them and curling into a ball, hiccuping cause I can’t keep the level of emotion out of my tears. The outer body experience. I haven’t felt this way since I read [b:Split|10392104|Split|Mel Bossa|https://d.gr-assets.com/books/1328743846s/10392104.jpg|15295887] by Mel Bossa.

Anyta Sunday wrote this story so beautifully. I felt EVERYTHING. Everything guys. It reached into the very marrow of my bones.

Why am I so emotional?

” He balls up his fist and presses it into my open palm. ‘I’ll be your rock. Do you think you can handle that today?’
I squeeze his warm fist. His pulse– or is it mine?– beats under my finger.”

No, it’s not a good look, gain some self-control

“I smile and trace my name over its surface. Then his.

The tide sweeps in around us as if to soak up my story and run away. I envision it out there being tossed up onto the rocky surface. Has our story ended? If so, will it sink to the bottom of ocean, near the aquamarines that mermaids treasure? Or will the heavy breezes whip it through the sky, carrying it over every surface because it’s not finished yet?

And deep down I know this never works

“I glance at the hook he’s tying around his neck. It had to be a hook because I want to reel him in. Even if I can’t or won’t, it’ll be nice to see hope hanging from his chest.”

But you can lay with me so it doesn’t hurt

“Our story never sank,” I murmur. “The breeze carried it for us.”

There are so many more beautiful quotes, words, I can add here but I won’t. I’m gonna take these feelings that I have and wrap them all around me, cocoon myself within them, I never want this feeling to leave.

The lack of sleep, the dizziness, the headache. It is all so fucking worth it. Because this book… this book is probably the best I’ve read so far in 2014.

The best,

It was unputdownable! I left my BR buddy in the dust. She didn’t even get to start it and I was finished.

My eyes couldn’t stop leaking and wouldn’t leave the page. I couldn’t swish the page over fast enough. I had bated breath, racing heart beats, shaking hands. It hurt so fucking good. So good.From beginning to end, it started as a fisher and worked itself up to breaking my heart into a million little pieces only to glue itself back together again… but the fishers are still there as they will never ever fully heal.

It was motherfucking epic. The highs and the lows. This is how an addict must feel. The rush. The high. The tumble, The black hole of despair.

This book was EVERYTHING.

Mare