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The intense urge to reread Heartstopper, but knowing that A) I’m already in the middle of Radio Silence, B) I already read Solitaire and am buying Loveless and I Was Born For This, and C) I don’t think I’m emotionally stable enough to reread Heartstopper Vol. 4, it was so well done and just, an amazing book that I LOVED, but, it triggered me so freaking badly at one point XD XD which is also the only thing stopping me from buying Nick and Charlie/This Winter

What do I DOOOOO—

Hi, yes, I just want a friendship like Aled and Frances, yes please—

All I’ve been listening to lately are playlists inspired by either Osemanverse ships, books, or characters, and I can confidently say:

It is not an Osmanverse playlist if it doesn’t have at least one Cavetown song in it.

In today’s essay I will be—

I JUST finished Radio Silence.

Oh. My. God.

That was beautiful, I literally can’t come up with a better word for how perfect it was than: Beautiful.

The way Alice Oseman writes first person is stunning, I’m not even a die-hard-study-needs-to-get-into-good-college girl, but I am a senior in high school who doesn’t really see a point in going to college but doesn’t know what she wants to do with her life and—characters like Frances, Aled, Raine, Carys, even Daniel, spoke to me. On a whole ‘nother level, I connected to so many characters in this book and TRULY felt like I wasn’t alone. The plot was amazing—‘simple’ I suppose, but oh my god. I could see it all clearly, and I was very invested in how everything turned out.

And SPOILERS RIGHT HERE, that end scene, when the announcer is announcing Aled and he and Frances are backstage, my heart was stuttering with nervous excitement right along with them. I was listening to “It’s All So Incredibly Loud” by The Glass Animals as I read it, and oh my god. This book felt like a dream come true. Like a longing for more, a creative supernova exploding, a painful ache when a friend moves away, the crushing rush of LIFE when something goes right—this is my new comfort book. That can be very much concluded.

Radio Silence by Alice Oseman is a freaking masterpiece in my opinion.

I am such a Tori Spring Kinnie—and some of it is so coincidental and not even on purpose (all of these were preexisting before I read Solitaire):

Favorite drink: lemonade (preferably in a can)

Least favorite book: Catcher in the rye

Hair: shoulder length and black

Both my younger sibling and I have mental health issues, not diving into that but you can imagine

My ex-boyfriend (who I want to stress I had a crush on BEFORE reading solitaire, I don’t want anyone to think I did solely for the kin): ….his name was Micheal. He had glasses and is a nerd and is way taller than me, hates school, and is good at ice skating cause his mom was an instructor

Does that thing where I listen to one song on repeat until I’m sick of it

I care a lot about things to the point of self destruction (I will say that)

I also dislike school and find the idea of college questioning and somewhat unnecessary

One of my best friends has purple hair

Im sure there’s more that I’ll think of later, but those are the biggest ‘huh…’ ones I could think of at the moment. The biggest ‘no’s though are that, I’m a bit more expressive with my emotions, I’m not British, and I’m a senior instead of a junior in school (13th year instead of 12th for anyone British, idk—)

But the way I see it: I am an (not the) ultimate Tori Spring kinnie and I think my ex-boyfriend might just secretly be Micheal Holden—

(see above for no-I-did-not-date-him-because-of-this)