Just surface level bs trying so hard to be deep. I feel like I missed an entire chapter the way people praise this book. Stories can only lack so many things. A plot, a good character, a lesson, truth, etc. can all lack individually but when a book has none of these things, what’s the point? If it was supposed to be satirical it didn’t go far enough. If it was supposed to be genuine it’s laughable. I was waiting for an epiphany but no, drugging yourself with a plethora of prescriptions and sleeping will suddenly make you happy one day. Also to think she doesn’t go through any withdrawals at all?? Just stops taking everything and boom wonderful mood. And then just freaking 9/11??? Huh??? Like obviously I saw it from a mile away bc why else would the friend work at the World Trade Center. No consequences just no job, drugs, and Whoopi Goldberg. I truly do not understand the high regard. Also!! It low key felt like it was trying to be the clean girl, no consequences version of the crank series. Like she really wanted to be edgy but just couldn’t quite get there.
Part of me does want to give this 2 stars just bc I do think I would have liked this when I was 14, before I knew anything. But it stays 1 because she reminded us how skinny and pretty she was way too much. What’s the point of her being annoyingly self absorbed if she doesn’t do anything with it other than let someone take picture of her sleeping