@Gus_waters17
Just so you know.... [sorry in advance... I love your profile, but when it involves TFIOS I have to correct. I mean this in the nicest way as possible. I truly do]
Augustus' metaphor quote has ":" instead of a question mark:
"It's a metaphor, see:"
I'm really sorry if that came out mean.:)
TFIOS. TFIOS. TIFOS. Jeez, even the title gives me feels!
I love TFIOS and Divergent . I really love thai books ♡
OMG DIVERGENT AND TFIOS AAGAHAGAHAHAHHAHA
omg! you like the vampire diaries! :3,
we sung boom clap today in choir, I had to stop myself from crying
Hi. I loved your bio. Will you please read my books?
Divergent is the bomb am i right
//stat// is Julez on or is this @JustAnImmaginator ?
Yeah, uhm, I'm seriously tearing up. Like seriously no joke. This freaking profile just hurts my heart. Ok, so I'd recently just read TFIOS not even a month ago, and, at first, I was like 'I'm never gonna read that stuff. I know he dies it's gonna be sad. Blah, blah, blah.'' But honestly, it wasn't about his death. Gus's death wasn't the main point of the book. The main point, the whole of the book, was about a girl. A girl going through the motions of her everyday life. Then this really hot dude comes in and flips it upside down. In this process he flips her upside down and takes her on a roller coaster that only goes up. It goes up until it stops. Gus is no longer in this roller coaster and she has to find her way back down. But does she ever?
OK, I didn't cry when Gus died. I knew he would. I also didn't cry for Gus. He didn't have anymore burdens. No, I cried for Hazel, Peter, Issac, and everyone else who was affected by this wonderful man.
I didn't cry when Gus died. When I cried great buckets of sea was the journey towards his death. The feelings he felt. How he could no longer BE Gus. When he could barely look his girlfriend in the eye because he was literally helpless. Gus wasn't the only one who suffered during that time. I suffered with him. I suffered with Hazel when Gus died. I suffered with Issac when someone he loved dearly just left him because they couldn't handle his problems.
I cried for Peter because most people hated him. He was everything society shunned. A drunkard, mean, bitter, practically crazy. But Peter's daughter died and he was hurting just like everyone else.
TFIOS was not, nor ever will be, 'just a book about cancer'. No, it is a story about pain, but within that pain there is happiness. A happiness so joyous that it blinds you with love and compassion.