Hey! My name is Robin, and I'm seventeen. I am depressed and have some dark moments... 
I have ADHD, a bad relationship with my parents right now, and just want to cry all the time.
I am, in the LGBTQ+ community, not saying what! But I am in the community.
I am OBSESSED with The Fault in Our Stars, hence the stars in my username. 

My thoughts are stars I can't fathom into constellations... 

Your killing my vibe here, Hazel Grace. I'm trying to observe young love in its many-splendored ways.

Okay?
    Okay.


Dude. Pillows don't break. Try something that breaks.

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

Some infinities are larger than other infinities.

I'm on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.

I fell in love with you the same way you fall asleep: slowly then all at once.

You say you're not special because the world doesn't know about you, but that's in insult to me. I know about you.

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

When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell them to screw off because I do not want to see a world without him. ~ Isaac

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.

The marks humans leave are too often scars.

I'm a grenade and at some point I'm going to blow up and I would like to minimize the casualties, okay?

I'll fight it. I'll fight it for you. Don't you worry about me, Hazel Grace. I'm okay. I'll find a way to hang around and annoy you for a long time.

Tell me my copy is missing the last twenty pages or something.
Hazel Grace, tell me I have not reached the end of this book.
OH MY GOD DO THEY GET MARRIED OR NOT OH MY GOD WHAT IS THIS?!

He was hot. A nonhot boy stares at you relentlessly and it is, at best, awkward and, at worst, a form of assault. But a hot boy . . . well.

And....
 
Maybe 'okay' will be our 'always'.