The Lover's Dictionary, by David Levithan.

Ugh, man. I think this is one of my favorite books. Give yourself two hours, a jazz instrumental playlist, a weighted blanket, and a bunny rabbit who doesn’t demand too much of your attention, and you’ll grow feelings for this one too.

One of my favorite considerations: if there wasn’t a word for violence, would we know what to call it when we feel it?

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