I CANNOT DEAL WITH BERNARD’S REPRESSED ASS I CAN’T DO ITTTTT mid chapter while he’s talking about the hacienda being a violent money hole he’s like “oh yeah around this time I had a spooky premonitory dream that my mother died and then the next day I found out she did! isn’t that weird? anyways, the hacienda—” LIKE ARE WE NOT GOING UNPACK THIS? YOUR ABUSIVE MOTHER DIED ARE YOU NOT GOING TO SAY ANYTHING ABOUT HOW THAT FELT? NO?????whydidyouwritethisbookthenwhywhywhywhy









