Mixed feelings about this. At times the content was dark, spoken on a time where AIDS was killing so many gay men, when LGBTQ were abondoned by family members, often turning to prostitution due to not being hired places, being used and abused as a fantasy, rampant drug abuse and rape in this LGBTQ, discrimination, depression, the underground nightlife, trauma, etc. The dark moments are where I connected most. I felt it, I felt what he was saying.
But then..... he often lost me with his style of writing. He reflected many times on his moments when he was using loads of drugs, going in so many directions and no clear train of thought. Interrupting his own sentences to hop from one thing to another. He would be: "in the kitchen, need spinach for this recipe, now I'm writing the song lyrics from that night, go go go too sexy, too sexy, too sexy for my, oh my this guy is so creepy, my hair is amazing and so is this purple carpet, I think I like Nate, I need a bump of K, where is my orange juice, my father comes to me in my dreams, the therapists chair, where are polly's boots?, oh those beats are so good from the DJ, I love to shower oh the water, I can't get my dick hard I am too high, we are on the bridge to watch the sunset, no I don't like nate he goes to the same restaurant every night, I need a pizza.... " it was overwhelming and confusing. Much of the book read like a long run-on sentence of incongruant thoughts that took away from the connection I was making to his story. It was like he wrote in his journal while he was high, and had no one edit it before he published it. Some people might enjoy this style of writing, as it portrayed his reality. I did not.
3 stars for the parts I loved and minus 2 starts for the parts I didn't.