Half an hour stuck in the worst part of my brain
So this was a read of what felt like half an hour stuck in the most cynical and depressed depths of my own mind. It's definitely well-written, but my god is the main character rude and hypocritical and so many other things.
I think if I read more of this book I might actually start to hate the world just as much as this main character does. I get that her friend is showing off but wow does she hate her, and everyone else, and coffee, and strangers.
It feels like she's assuming everyone else is going to dump on her and so wants to get there first by thinking the most horrible thoughts as quick as she can possibly get them out. This is what I assume people are thinking about me on my particularly paranoid and self-hating days.
Wow. Just wow.
p.s. The cover is quite nice, it tricked me.
I think if I read more of this book I might actually start to hate the world just as much as this main character does. I get that her friend is showing off but wow does she hate her, and everyone else, and coffee, and strangers.
It feels like she's assuming everyone else is going to dump on her and so wants to get there first by thinking the most horrible thoughts as quick as she can possibly get them out. This is what I assume people are thinking about me on my particularly paranoid and self-hating days.
Wow. Just wow.
p.s. The cover is quite nice, it tricked me.