I think about how much depends upon a best friend. When you wake up in the morning you swing your legs out of bed and put your feet on the ground and you stand up. You don’t scoot to the edge of the bed and look down to make sure the floor is there. The floor is always there. Until it’s not.
—  John Green, Will Grayson, Will Grayson (submitted by Lucy)
I don’t want to screw you. I just love you. When did who you want to screw become the whole game? Since when is the person you want to screw the only person you get to love? It’s so stupid, Tiny! I mean, Jesus, who even gives a fuck about sex?! People act like it’s the most important thing humans do, but come on. How can our sentient fucking lives revolve around something slugs can do. I mean, who you want to screw and whether you screw them? Those are important questions, I guess. But they’re not that important. You know what’s important? Who would you die for? Who do you wake up at five forty-five in the morning for even though you don’t even know why he needs you? Whose drunken nose would you pick?
—  Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan

Ok. People need to understand that JUST BECAUSE you have a fancy version of the book or have it in hardcover, but have not yet actually finished the series, does not make you a bigger fangirl than an actual person that has read all the books, but in paperback.

Being a fangirl is much more than just buying pretty books to look at.

Being a fangirl is living in the book’s life. Breathing the book. Living the book.

Understand this. Please.