RANDOM CRAP: (AND MORE!!!)

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars...

I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.

I do, Augustus. I do.

Okay?

Okay.

Oh, my God, stop flirting with me!

Okay.

Maybe okay will be our always.

My thoughts
are stars
I can't fathom
into constellations

That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.

Some infinities are bigger than other infinities.

I fear oblivion.

Congratulations, you're a woman. Now die.

I'm on a r o l l e r c o a s t e r
that only goes
...P ↑
U ↑

You gave me an infinity within the numbered days.

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

Well, to be fair, I do have a great leg.

It's a metaphor, see: You put the killing thing right between your teeth, but you don't give it the power to do it's killing.

I'm going to a movie with Augustus Waters. Please record the next several episodes of ANTM marathon for me.

I have an Augustus Waters fetish.

Dearest Augustus,

( VIRGINS )°←17-year-old guys with one leg.

yrs,
Hazel Grace

I'm in love with you.

•••

Augustus.

•••

I am.
I'm in love with you, and I'm not in the business of denying myself the simple pleasure of saying true things. I'm in love with you, and I know that love is just a shout to the void, and that oblivion is inevitable, and that we're all doomed and that there will come a day that all our labour has been returned to dust, and I know the sun will swallow the only earth we'll ever have, and I am in love with you.

Okay is BURSTING with sensuality.

Cancer is also a side effect of dying. Almost everything is, really.