Title: Bleech!
Review: Remember all that stuff you wrote in your diary after your last break up?Remember how impassioned and deep you thought it was?Remember going back and reading it and feeling embarassed by how juvenile and stupid it really was?Remember putting it away or throwing it out and never reading it again?This book is all that embarassingly bad stuff you don't ever want to read again -- except it's someone else's, which makes it even more boring. I felt unfomfortable and embarassed for the writer.
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