I loved the concept of this one more than the execution. There’s this thing Ellen Hopkins does, both here and in the other book I’ve read by her, where her word choice can get so juvenile that it undermines the heavy narrative (

like using the word “weiner” in a scene depicting the rape of a child

). I think the ending was a cop out, and that the epilogue felt cheesy. Actually most of it felt cheesy. I wanted to like this one more than I did - the second person POV and the interludes narrated by violence were so interesting conceptually, but it just felt so flat.