A great, if disturbing read. Something about the tone of this book really drew me in, it has a really clever way of slowing letting the emotions through a little bit as the book goes on. It seems the main character is really just very depressed and hooked on drugs, but then everyone is a little bit. Its the lack of love that’s not so obvious on the surface, but painfully obvious when you look that really lets you see. There’s nobody who gives a damn what our main character does with his life, even if he ties a 12 year old to a bed and rapes her. The phrase repeated so often throughout the book sums up so much: why not.

Life in LA for the children of narcissists really is hell disguised as heaven.

I like that at the very end of the book we finally being to feel a little sympathy for the main character, he finally becomes a tiny bit self aware. He finally moves from not caring to actually not liking, which is a pretty gold step.

Its just such a unique perspective on things, I’ve never read a book like it, I’m very thankful to my friend for recommending it.