Hopeless by Colleen Hoover

“Sometimes you have to choose between a bunch of wrong choices and no right ones. You just have to choose which wrong choice feels the least wrong.”

What a beautiful ugly story.

I’m realizing I just spent the last hour and a half of my life crying. And I don’t regret it one bit. Though this is the kind of book that makes you feel like a masochist for keep reading although you’re highly apprehensive of doing so since you fear what awaits next, you get irrevocably hooked to this book and cannot -at least I could’t- put it down until you finish it.

This is an excellently written story about two gorgeous and strong souls who find themselves irrevocably drawn to each other, and their walking towards a future hand in hand while being tied by the awfully dark ghosts on their pasts.

You’ll think it will all make it a heart wrenching story, and you’re right. Though I should note, this book fails to make you feel depress, it gives you instead a sense of catharsis since you get to rely on supremely strong characters that take over their fears and face their demons, for the most part with refreshing honesty between the two of them, making a united front in the face of all the ugliness that comes upon them.

I don’t think much can be said about this book that is worth a dang, you must read it to truly appreciate it’s tinted beautifulness. And I’m sure you will.

I couldn’t end this short review without addressing an important matter: Dean Holder, you are my hero – What a supremely marvelous character.

There is also something to be said about a book full of good quotes, and there was one in particular that will stick with me for some rather long while. Here it goes:

One of the things I love about books is being able to define and condense certain portions of a characters life into chapters. It’s intriguing, because you can’t do this with real life. You can’t just end a chapter, then skip the things you don’t want to live through, only to open it up to a chapter that better suits your mood. Life can’t be divided into chapters…only minutes. The events of your life are all crammed together one minute right after the other without any time lapses or blank pages or chapter breaks because no matter what happens life just keeps going and moving forward and words keep flowing and truths keep spewing whether you like it or not and life never lets you pause and just catch your fucking breath.

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