Could not read more after the first chapter. Maybe it gets better, I hope it does, but it was difficult for me to read about this entitled privileged teen who felt so superior to everyone and yet pitied himself so much. His attitudes were not relatable and took the joy out of the story. The "depressingly ordinary suburban screen door" really, dude? It's a screen door.
The part that bothered me the most was his creepy attitude towards women. "Un pretty women were so much easier to deal with in some ways--you didn't have to face the pain of their probable unattainability."

I imagine that it gets better and that at some point the story draws you in, but I just don't have it in me to struggle against the current of disgust of the main character to keep reading.