TURTLES ALL THE WAY DOWN (2024) dir. Hannah Marks.
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TURTLES ALL THE WAY DOWN (2024) dir. Hannah Marks.
The Byler forehead touch I want in s5…
“i can’t choose my thoughts like i can’t choose my name” skill issue just be trans
I thought, lying there, that I might love him for the rest of my life. We did love each other—maybe love was never something we were in, but it was something I felt. I loved him, and I thought, maybe I will never see him again, and I'll be stuck missing him, and isn't that so terrible.
John Green, Turtles All the Way Down
"Anybody can look at you. It's quite rare to find someone who sees the same world you see."
-John Geen // Turtles All The Way Down
Turtles All The Way Down
Chapter 1
At the time I first realized I might be fictional, my weekdays were spent at a publicly funded institution on the north side of Indianapolis called White River High School, where I was required to eat lunch at a particular time—between 12:37 p.m. and 1:14 p.m.—by forces so much larger than myself that I couldn’t even begin to identify them. If those forces had given me a different lunch period, or if the tablemates who helped author my fate had chosen a different topic of conversation that September day, I would’ve met a different end—or at least a different middle. But I was beginning to learn that your life is a story told about you, not one that you tell.
Of course, you pretend to be the author. You have to. You think, I now choose to go to lunch, when that monotone beep rings from on high at 12:37. But really, the bell decides. You think you’re the painter, but you’re the canvas.
-JOHN GREEN
When observation fails to align with a truth, what do you trust—your senses or your truth? The Greeks didn't even have a word for blue.
I think about her all the time, my stomach flips when I see her. But is it love, or just something we don't have a word for?
–Turtles All the Way Down, John