Georgie Taylor’s Reviews > Doppelbänger > Status Update

‘three hundred and eighty two universes. even i didn’t know exactly how many there were.’ holy fuck. that is diabolical.

‘asshole august comes crashing down a few metres away, and i glance over in horror to discover who threw him. it’s an august. *another goddamn august*’ this whole scene is literally that one pointing spiderman meme 😭😂😂😂

‘that’s not asshole august. it’s a new august.’ ANOTHA ONE ☝🏼

‘things could not possibly be worse. the level of fucked we are is astounding, outdone only by the level of don’t-give-a-fuck that radiates from this group.’ they’re actually all fucking insane 😂😭

‘there’s a mad scramble for stability, everyone trying to find their footing amongst a tangle of augusts, one of whom can’t do a thing but roll into everyone else with his hands restrained.’ for the love of GOD, can someone PLEASE take off the non jovi restraints! 😂

‘“you fucking idiot!” the sound breaks us apart. august reels back just in time for me to see assassin august flop down on the floor, his hands still tied behind his back.’ 😂😭 the emotional whiplash this book is giving me 😭😭

STOP IT! OR I’M GOING TO KMS 😭😭😭

guess i was WAAAAYYY off when i said he’d destroyed fifty two universes. it’s hundreds. maybe even thousands.

“what the fuck? a murder-suicide? why are augusts so suicidal?” i mean… he’s got a point 🤷🏻‍♀️

‘“i almost killed a guy. almost ran him down just for the sake of it. old man… with his… stupid cane.” the vision of his appalled face smashes into my mind, and my guilt redoubles. “god, i feel so bad. that poor guy. i must have scared him half to death.”’ the way i could barely even highlight this passage properly because i was laughing so hard imagining it 😂😭😭