Year Zero - Epilogue
“That’s so fucking sweet I think you gave me Diabetes.”
"Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you" or whatever. Something like that.
“That’s so fucking sweet I think you gave me Diabetes.”
"Everything sucks and it’s perfect."
"How do you manage to pull off a facial expression like that with that volume of botox in your fucking forehead?”
“Guess we know why your version of our name starts with a ‘C’.”
“Maybe she’s right. Maybe she’s…maybe she’s right?”
"I’m surrounded by different versions of myself, and she’s still more a part of me than anyone. Of course we talked about you.”