I honestly don’t have much to say about It Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover, besides the fact I can’t wait to finish it. As I am reaching the final pages of this horrible book I stop and reflect on how have I ever gotten myself into such a mess in the first place. I used to just dislike how it was written, however, now I hate every single thing about it. I hate the characters and how they act so immaturely. I hate how unrealistic it is and I hate how there is only one character I don’t despise!
I should probably say no, but he’s half responsible for the child growing inside of me. If he’s going to offer physical labor I’m going to take it, no matter how angry I still am at him.
I picked this quotation for my last writing piece, for the simple reason of being it being on the page I stopped reading last night. I can’t take reading this book anymore and I hope whoever finds it after I have donated it, doesn’t pick it up and throws it in the trash instead.