One page in and I’m fighting tears. It’s a happy kind of suffering though.
Since we’re all staying home as much as possible anyway, what better way to spend my time than to reread my favourite books? And if you don’t know these books now is your chance to spend some quality time with queer quarantine reading.
I mean, I was warned. I was warned more than once and I thought I was prepared.
I thought wrong.
It started with ‘the fuck am I reading?’ And then it got so much better.