movie tfios

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Mr. Van Houten. I’m a good person, but a shitty writer. You’re a shitty person, but a good writer. I think we’d make a good team. I don’t wanna ask you for any favors, but if you have the time - and from what I saw you had plenty - please fix this for me: It’s a eulogy for Hazel. She asked me to write one, and I’m trying, but I just… I could use a little flair. See, the thing is… we all wanna be remembered. But Hazel’s different. Hazel knows the truth. She didn’t want a million admirers, she just wanted one. And she got it. Maybe she wasn’t loved widely, but she was loved deeply. And isn’t that more than most of us get? When Hazel was sick, I knew I was dying, but I didn’t wanna say so. She was in the ICU when I snuck in for ten minutes and I just sat with her before I got caught. Her eyes were closed, her skin pale, but her hands were still her hands, still warm, and her nails were painted this dark blue black color, and… I just held them. And I willed myself to imagine a world without us and what a worthless world that would be. She’s so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she’s smarter than you, ‘cause you know she is. She’s funny without ever being mean. I love her. God, I love her, I’m so lucky to love her, Van Houten. You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world, but you do have a say in who hurts you. And I like my choices. I hope she likes hers. Okay, Hazel Grace?

  • me: *spends money on expensive bookmarks*
  • me: *uses receipts, post its or random objects as bookmarks*
Dear John Green

Okay I know he’s on tumblr and I am doing this on whim, breaking my anxiety to TRY and get this to him because I just feel like I should do this. I just want to say this;

I’ve read TFIOS and you made me cry. I watch the movie and after both of that, I was storming through my home going, “THIS CANT BE HAPPENING! He can’t die!” I must thank you for writing such a wonderful but heartbreaking book. It was realistic at how even bad things will ruin the most best of things. But even then Good will find a way back.

You made me cry but you also made me laugh and cringe at the best things.

You’ve inspired me and you’ve probably inspired several others to write.

Thank you for writing the book and being you!

Stay Awesome. ^u^

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Infinite List of Movies: [17/?] The Fault In Our Stars (2014)
↳ “One of the first things they ask you in the ER is to rate your pain on a scale from one to ten. I’ve been asked this question hundreds of times. And I remember once when I couldn’t catch my breath and it felt like my chest was on fire, the nurse asked me to rate my pain. Though I couldn’t speak, I held up nine fingers. Later, when I started feeling better, the nurse came in and called me a fighter. "You know how I know?” she said. “You called a ten a nine.” But that wasn’t the truth. I didn’t call it a nine because I was brave. The reason I called it a nine was because I was saving my ten. And this was it… This was the great and terrible ten.“