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This morning I am wonderfully peaceful. Just like a storm that has spent itself.
Virginia Woolf, The Complete Works of Virginia Woolf; Selected Diaries
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Not everyone loves you but in this life no matter how difficult, how tiring, how embracing or irritating you are, there will always be someone whose willing to learn who to love you just to have you. - Anonymous
Not everyone loves you but in this life no matter how difficult, how tiring, how embracing or irritating you are, there will always be someone whose willing to learn who to love you just to have you. - Anonymous
Don’t take it personal if they don’t know you personally.
Reblog if you’re bored and you want anons.
I’m pretty sure we all want attention. It’s just a matter from whom and when.
And her I love you’s sounds a hell of a lot like you can always come home.
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The Letter of Augustus Waters to Van Houten from The Fault In Our Stars by John Green:
Van Houten,
I’m a good person but a shitty writer. You’re a shitty person but a good writer. We’d make a good team. I don’t want to ask you for any favours, but if you have time- and from what I saw, you have plenty- I was wondering if you could write a eulogy for Hazel. I’ve got notes and everything, but if you could just make it into a coherent whole or whatever? Or even just tell me what I should say differently.
Here’s the thing about Hazel: Almost everyone is obsessed with leaving a mark upon the world. Bequeathing a legacy. Outlasting death. We all want to be remembered. I do, too. That’s what bothers me most, is being another unremembered casualty in the ancient and inglorious war against disease. I want to leave a mark. But Van Houten: The marks humans leave are too often scars. (Okay maybe I’m not such a shitty writer. But I can’t pull my ideas together, Van Houten. My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations.)
Hazel is different. She walks lightly, old man. She walks lightly upon the earth. Hazel knows the truth: We’re as likely to hurt the universe as we are to help it, and we are not likely to do either. People will say it’s sad that she leaves a lesser scar, that fewer remember her, that she was loved deeply but not widely. But it’s not sad, Van Houten it’s triumphant. It’s heroic.
After my PET scan lit up, I snuck into the ICU and saw her while she was unconscious. I walked in behind the nurse and got to sit next to her for like ten minutes before I got caught. I really thought she was going to die before I could tell her that I was going to die, too. I just held her hand and tried to imagine a world without us and for about one second I was a good enough person to hope she died so she would never know that I was going, too. But then I wanted more time so we could fall in love. I got my wish, I suppose. I left my scar.
What else? She is so beautiful. You don’t get tired of looking at her. You never worry if she is smarter than you: You know she is. She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. I am so lucky to love her. You don’t get to choose the ones you hurt in this world, but you do have some say in who hurts you.
I like my choices. I hope she likes hers.“
It’s 12:40 AM and I am bored so I did this. I’m sorry.
I was so obsessed with The Fault In Stars back then that I recorded this and now I am cringing but I’m laughing at the same time.
I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something intervenes.
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