Review: Fifty Shades of Pink by Jourdyn Kelly
I don’t know why I thought something with a title having a play at Fifty Shades of Grey could be not as bad as Fifty Shades of Grey.
I don’t know why I thought something with a title having a play at Fifty Shades of Grey could be not as bad as Fifty Shades of Grey.
It was exhausting but in a good way, if that makes any sense at all.
Will is being seriously abused by his boyfriend and in the course of two months without any therapy or any work at all really, he’s not traumatized?
I think I won’t be reading anymore by David Connor.
It reminded me a little of Transformed: San Francisco to be honest. You probably shouldn’t read those two without some time in between.
There was no female hating in Outsider. Do you know how refreshing this is? I need more books like this.
But then this biography really starts and I had fun reading it. I liked how it is rather a dialogue then some guy writing about another guy.
There are a lot of socially anxious characters in books, but usually I am very disappointed by those descriptions. Not in this case.
Here’s the thing why I love this book (I couldn’t help myself, bear with me):
Somehow it was too much and not enough at the same time.