its nothing some ibuprofen and a blunt and 5 beers and a head injury and jacking off and killing myself cant fix
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its nothing some ibuprofen and a blunt and 5 beers and a head injury and jacking off and killing myself cant fix
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"meet me at the surface" jodie matthews
rating: ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
genre: gothic, horror, wlw
synopsis:
‘Drenched in myths and mystery, this is an uncanny, evocative ode to belonging. The story blazed from the page.’ Kiran Millwood Hargrave, author of The Mercies
EVERYTHING THAT COMES FROM THE GROUND HAS TO GO BACK DOWN, EVENTUALLY…
Merryn grew up on the wilds of Bodmin moor, raised by her mother and her aunt in an old farmhouse. Here, the locals never leave the decaying village, fear for the future of their farms and cling desperately to the folkloric tales that are woven into their history. Except Merryn, who has escaped to Manchester for university, briefly untethering herself from her past.
When Merryn returns home for the memorial service of her ex-girlfriend Claud, she finds her childhood home stranger and more secretive than ever. She’s sure that her mother is hiding something. The villagers are hunting on the moors at night, but for what? And then there’s a notebook, found in an old chest of drawers, full of long-forgotten folklore than seems to be linked somehow to Claud…
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