I Was Young When I Left Home

hazelgracedalaska:

I was feeling a bit too much like Hazel Grace today, non-cancerous, but chronically ill as ever. My heart raced to 180bpm and my breath was cut short, so when I went to the hospital’s infusion clinic for IV fluids I brought along The Fault In Our Stars in every way possible (in my hands and on my shirt of which I painted myself)

In Hazel’s words, my third best friend is an author that doesnt know I exist. That author is John Green. John, I don’t know if you’ll ever stumble across this post, but I just want to personally thank you for everything. Thank you for writing the books I’ve lost myself in time after time, the books that I never stop reading. Thank you for all of your youtube videos, thank you for nerdfighteria. Thank you for all you’ve done to decrease world suck, because surely you’ve decreased the suck in my life. Thank you for helping all the others that you’ve helped. Thank you for existing.

DFTBA,

xx Eiryn

chronic-nostalgia:

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*book

john, two typos in one answer? can I direct you to this?

oh, apparently he’s answering questions from his phone, all is forgiven.

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*book

john, two typos in one answer? can I direct you to this?

icarusairlines:

“But aren’t you sorry you will never see
A tulip that would make you offer all
You own for the layered, translucent promise
In its brown paper wrapper?”
-Katrina Vandenberg, Atlas

The voracious ambition of humans is never sated by dreams coming true, because there is always the thought that everything might be done better and again.

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—	John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via thanat0psis)

effyeahnerdfighters:

Photo Credit: Untitled by milesbower

submission fromarchitectureandampersands

Why does this guy come in at 7:30 every morning, cry for four hours, and then leave?

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—	John Green describing what the baristas at Starbucks where he wrote The Fault in Our Stars must have thought of him. January 30, 2012 at Third Place Books. (via ashakensnowglobe)

You die in the middle of your life, in the middle of a sentence.

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—	John Green (The Fault in Our Stars)

The dead are visible only in the terrible lidless eye of memory. The living, thank haven, retain the ability to surprise and to disappoint.

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—	The Fault in Our Stars \| John Green (via thefaultinourquotes)

It would be a privilege to have my heart broken by you.

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—	John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via throwingpeaches)

darlinfetchthebattleaxe:

A little bit of brain crack after reading TFIOS. An Imperial Affliction book cover. (x)

fishingboatproceeds:

lightmywitchstone:

The Malt in Our Bars: The story of a girl named Hazel whose grandmother’s death leaves her with the deed to a chocolate bar factory, where she contracts diabetes and, at her parents request, attends a support group for others like her.

I will never stop laughing at these.

schemestresses:

John Green always addresses those topics that affect us the most.