Review From User :
"when i had
i reached inside
& sculpted some
times new roman
-& it was almost good enough"
I've been eyeing this book for quite a while now. I saw it on GR and Instagram and tumblr - so often, that I finally made the decision to buy it. I should give myself a high five for that. It only took one single page (the dedication) for me, an undying Potterhead, to fall in love with this beautiful collection of poems. So raw, so hurting, so emotional and empowering, that's what words are made for. This book teaches self-love and -respect, it teaches how to be strong and unapologetic, and that your life is to be written by your own quill, not by anybody else's.
By the way, here is the dedication:
for the boy who lived.
thank you for inspiring me to be
the girl who survived.
you may have
a lightning bolt
to show for it
but my body is a
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Biochemist Eden Sinclair has no idea that the scent she spritzed on herself before leaving the lab is designed to enhance pheromones. Or that the cute, grungy-looking guy she meets at a gig that evening is Adam Copeland. As in the Adam Copeland international rock god and object of lust for a million women. Make that a million and one. By the time she learns the truth, she s already spent the (amazing, incredible) night in his bed.
Suddenly Eden, who’s more accustomed to being set up on disastrous dates by her mom, is going out with a gorgeous celebrity who loves how down-to-earth and honest she is. But for once, Eden isn’t being honest. She can’t bear to reveal that this overpowering attraction could be nothing more than seduction by science. And the only way to know how Adam truly feels is to ditch the perfume – and risk being ditched in turn.