Reread


So...yeah. This is my most hated book of all time. No lies, no exaggerations, no fucks given. Honestly why the fuck were trees wasted on this??? Like honestly fuck you Shakespeare. Sink further into your damn grave and go die further.


I didn’t want to reread this book. I hated this with my whole entire existence the first time I read it, but we had to read it for my class with West Side Story (still haven’t finished yet, although that will probably be a 2 star) to compare and contrast them. (Comparing and contrasting retellings are a fucking joke). Why we couldn’t just read These Violent Delights instead, I couldn’t tell you.


I just HATE this book. I hate the characters, I hate the romance, I hate how pretentious everything is, I HATE it.


I laughed, I laughed when these characters died. I smiled and said, “THANK FUCKING GOD, YOU ALL DESERVED IT”.


In conclusion, fuck you.


0 stars

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Read this when I was 12 and understood most of what was going on. FUCKING HATED IT, and I still hate it and will never read this ever again. God, I hate this book with a fiery passion