screaming crying throwing up
My favorite book last year was If This Gets Out, and this is another spin on the queer-and-in-a-boy-band trope that I apparently would give a kidney for. Even from the first few pages I am the skull emoji, deceased (a Canadian band with a song called POUTINE—I CAN'T) and needing more immediately. I already am brainstorming TikToks for this release. Please give this book to me. I promise it won't gather dust on my shelf; it will instead collect my tears.