Fuck me, it's the story of two girls, still well dropped, fleeing drug world, rape and other regulations accounts for not even trying to find happiness, but at least one "something else" can be a bit of freedom. But their chaotic path will quickly turn them into serial killeuses, who will be happy to increasingly sadistic to kill their fellows.
It's Thelma & Louise Version trash, but it is precisely this debauchery of violence that bothered me and ended up giving nausea.
Therefore, even if the talent is there, it is in my opinion not the best book of V. Despentes and I preferred eg "highbrow bitches".