So I read an article on Cracked.com about why we haven’t met aliens yet, and at one point in the article, they mention that scientists think humanity will die out within 9,000 years. That got me to thinking about life. About how minutely small I am in comparison to the universe. About death, and what happens after. And it got me to thinking. What’s the point? We live a sliver of time upon this earth, and then die. Even if we do make our mark upon the minds of those around us, what’s the point if all those minds will be gone in a few thousand years? The end goal of life is death, so why bother with living? Why bother with anything if nothing will matter in the blink of an eye, when your existence disappears? If there is nothing after death then why bother with anything? I don’t know… I guess I just feel miniscule.
Splintered by A.G. Howard
Alyssa Gardner hears the whispers of bugs and flowers—precisely the affliction that landed her mother in a mental hospital years before. This family curse stretches back to her ancestor Alice Liddell, the real-life inspiration for Lewis Carroll’s Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland. Alyssa might be crazy, but she manages to keep it together. For now.
When her mother’s mental health takes a turn for the worse, Alyssa learns that what she thought was fiction is based in terrifying reality. The real Wonderland is a place far darker and more twisted than Lewis Carroll ever let on. There, Alyssa must pass a series of tests, including draining an ocean of Alice’s tears, waking the slumbering tea party, and subduing a vicious bandersnatch, to fix Alice’s mistakes and save her family. She must also decide whom to trust: Jeb, her gorgeous best friend and secret crush, or the sexy but suspicious Morpheus, her guide through Wonderland, who may have dark motives of his own.
I just finished this book and ITS AMAZING. I really liked it, through and through. The cover is beautiful, the text is purple instead of black, the main character is a BAMF, the love is so passionate and the adventures are awesome. A very big spin on the old tale, where instead of falling down the rabbit hole, she dives in and takes it in stride.
So good, would recommend.
All I fucking want out of life is a stable fun-ish job that pays me enough to only work 20 hours a week, and buy enough weed to stay perma-baked whenever I’m not working. If I had a man in my life who would be supportive of this lifestyle, the type of man who would wake me up with a blunt and some Taco Bell, that would be a plus too! Seriously, why can’t this be my life.