a continuing super sad true love story

if you need more of a reason to pick up this fucking book
xx

"
SALLYSTAR: I didn't say anything, Eunice. You don't have to defend him. Just make sure he takes off his shoes if he ever comes into the house.
EUNI-TARD: Ha ha. I know. White people are sick that way. They could have just stepped in poo or a homeless person.
SALLYSTAR: SICK!
"
pg 172

"Four young people committed suicide in our building complexes, and two of them wrote suicide notes about how they couldn't see the future with out their apparati. Once wrote quite eloquently, about how he "reached out to life," but found there only "walls and thoughts and faces," which weren't enough. He had to be ranked, to know his place in this world.And that may sounds ridiculous, but I can understand him. We are all bored out of our fucking minds. My hands are itching for connection..."
pg 270