Look here man. I think its awesome that you think my blog is the cats pajamas and I think its baller that you followed me. Like, thanks bro appreciate it.
But son, I fucking love John Green. I once got in a car with my wife and drove to three or four different book stores to try and find a specific autograph by John Green. I met John Green. I also met the Yeti. I own all his books. I have read his books. I haven’t seen all of the vlogbrothers videos and I probably never will but YOLO. Sorry John, but I have college and bills to pay and my ass doesn’t have the time to sit down and watch thousands of god damn videos. I finally saw The Fault in Our Stars trailer and threw up and then cried for an hour and a half because punched me in the heart. There were a solid 7 month period after that book came out where I wanted and Okay? Okay. tattoo because it reminded me of my Augustus Waters, who like Hazel, miss like hell.
I have been mad at John Green, I have loved John Green, I have wanted to straight punch John Green in the babymaker and watch him suffer because HOW DARE YOU, and I have laughed at John Green because omg John. /John/
I have idolized John Green, I have hero worshiped John Green and I have at one point sent him this awful email that I hope to God, Google or he deleted because I should not be trusted with my emotions and email at 4 in the morning.
But mostly, I came to realize that some shotty ass list that someone put together on the internet should define how I feel about someone I genuinely enjoy and will probably always care about, just on a less adoring level than I once did.
Dude, we all make mistakes. Its called human nature. I’ve fucked up at least twice today and its almost 6pm here. Its clearly a day that ends in Y.
Me of all people, who more than once attempted to take myself off this earth, genuinely enjoys author John Green. Me of all people will continue to enjoy author John Green, even if he wakes up one morning and decides hes gonna a book longer than War and Peace in Latin about the mating habits of shellfish. But most importantly, me of all people is gonna know where the hell I stand in what I like and what I enjoy and I’m not gonna take shit for it. Because frankly anon, if I wanted that shit, I would go to family party and talk about how much I dig One Direction.
Now, welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy your stay. You should probably blacklist John Green.
"The video should end with us doing this right now."
Not to brag or anything, but I got first comment on the movie trailer.
(And I didn’t have special access or anything! I just refreshed a lot!)
John Green - (from the introduction of “This Star Won’t Go Out” by Esther Earl)
When fishingboatproceeds is best-selling author and den-mother of tumblr, John Green.
John Green on The Fault In Our Stars movie set (x)