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“Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should’ve gotten more. Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness. But I will say this: 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 the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.”

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7 hours ago with 5464 notes Reblog / via / source

once-upon-a-time-and-space:

I found the giraffes making love on the  TFIOS movie

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overcome-by-you:

Augustus Waters died eight days after his prefuneral, at Memorial, in the ICU, when the cancer, which was made of him, finally stopped his heart, which was also made of him. He was with his mom and dad and sisters. His mom called me at three thirty in the morning. I’d known, of course, that he was going. <…> The only person I really wanted to talk to about Augustus Waters’s death was Augustus Waters. My parents stayed in my room forever until it was morning and finally Dad said, “Do you want to be alone?” and I nodded and Mom said, “We’ll be right outside the door,” me thinking, I don’t doubt it. It was unbearable. The whole thing. Every second worse than the last. I just kept thinking about calling him, wondering what would happen, if anyone would answer. In the last weeks, we’d been reduced to spending our time together in recollection, but that was not nothing: The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant losing the memory itself, as if the things we’d done were less real and important than they had been hours before.

tagged as: tfios;  hazel knows the truth;  



9 hours ago with 617 notes Reblog / via / source
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13 hours ago with 1721 notes Reblog / via / source
tagged as: loving these GIF sets;  tfios;  us Brits love our queues;  



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hazelshaw:

Deleted scene: Hazel and Gus watching tv post incident

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15 hours ago with 2084 notes Reblog / via / source
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16 hours ago with 317 notes Reblog / via / source

hazelshaw:

TFIOS crying scenes

tagged as: tfios;  crying;  damn you john green;  us Brits love our queues;  

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