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So, the book came yesterday. A week early. I skimmed through the interesting parts *affair.
Yeah, it is just really, really sad. I will give a full report when I have finished the book completely.
But to me it seems that she was in love with him until the day she died. It is just heart-breaking.
A read a few of her poems / diary entries and why did she hate herself so much?
I hate myself. I can't look in the mirror. I know I am ugly, fat, and gross, stupid and that I am going to die alone.
It is just difficult to know someone as awesome as Carrie felt the same way I feel every single day of my life. She was a hundred times smarter than me and a million times more beautiful.
Is it a female thing for us to hate ourselves?
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