This wasn’t my first encounter with David Levithan, but by far this one is the most unfortunate one. I’m talking about Every You, Every Me.
I’ve had a few thoughts of rating it 3/5 but I just couldn’t. There was too much teenage angst squeezed in it and it’s too morbid for my taste.
The plot itself wasn’t the most horrible ever or stuff like that but David kinda killed it with too many
striked-through words and ugly photographs. I love photography and one of the reasons why I chose this book is because I knew it has photography in it. Man but the photos…
UGLIEST PHOTOS IN THE WORLD. I have no idea who took those photos but it should be illegal for that person to hold any device that has a camera.
It kinda felt like he was just exercising writing and he was getting photos to write stuff inspired by them and then…oh well…let’s print a book.
The main character is the most depressive person ever and he makes you cut your wrists. But still, the plot wasn’t very bad, otherwise I wouldn’t have thought of giving it a rating of 3 at one point.