I blame myself for finishing this god awful story because I just wasted my own damn time.
First off, who is going to tell this author that being spontaneous is not deep? It just comes across as lazy; like throwing some tomatoes at a wall and hoping it sticks just because something sounds like a “novel” idea. The end product? Nothing is justified and the goofy characters are just self-insert projections in an edgelord’s wet dream.
But hey, if there’s one thing this story is good at it's compelling me to flip the pages even though I really wanna stop. Plus points for storytelling I guess? But that’s probably just me wanting to know how much worse this fiery pile of trash could go.
I’m genuinely puzzled by the abundance of high reviews and I cannot fathom how y’all manage to find meaning in all this, but to each their own.