/lit/ - Literature

>>18916834
That's right. The stats are going up so there's no reason to care about anything. At the end of the day everyone knows it's all about chilling with your friends and smoking weed. Nothing really matters, only weirdos and creeps, mentally ill incels would ever take problems seriously, they're not real.

>>14316508
Delet this frenn

>>14303833
So I guess he's never been to the parts of town that have turned into third-world countries where immigrants and their children refuse to assimilate, but still expect all the privileges of living in America?

Alright /lit/ here's something a bit different. I'm trying to help my gf learn english. She currently has an intermediate level. She knows quite a lot of vocabulary and is familiar with the normal expressions, but still has some trouble connecting words and properly expressing herself in a casual way.
Could you boys reccommend me some easy reading books that are not fucking Harry Potter or Hunger Games?
I was thinking about starting with some Stephen King but I don't want her to think I'm some bizarre sex pervert.

>>9005047
Eh, I have been in a platonic love with her for years and had a whole rollercoaster of emotions every time someone posted this photo. I remember all these times when I was lying in an embryonic position on a floor and thought of her reminded me that maybe there is somewhere some innocent /lit/-qt waiting for me, and I somehow put my shit together, and then strived to be the best version of myself possible for this abstract qt that had to come in the future. I remember when I was in Vienna and found the book she's holding in some used book store. This is Czech translation of Mann's "Buddenbrooks". I bought it and started learning Czech language for a few months, keeping in mind that maybe some day I will read it to my gf.

And last time in such a thread someone posted a full set of her photos. A picture with her butthole destroyed everything for me. I realize now what a pathetic person I am. As I am writing this post I am looking at my bookshelf with Buddenbrooks and nothing but a laughter comes to my mind. I try desperately to hide my social awkwardness and autism under a mask of intellectual, the mask that would provide me a way to convince myself that I am better than these people and in turn solve my cognitive dissonances. I even don't delude myself anymore that in the worst scenario I will end up as a lonely version of Stoner from Williams' book. The only card I played for my whole life was a charm of a shy guy that must hide something worthwhile inside. However, nobody gives a fuck, I am turning 24 and see that I am just mediocre to the spine and have nothing to offer.