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I've been seeing a lot of people talk about Gus sounding really pretentious in the movie, do you think he sounds pretentious? 
Me

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I mean, that scene is word-for-word from the book, so don’t blame the movie! :) Yes, Gus is super pretentious at the start of the story. it’s a character flaw.

Gus wants to have a big and important and remembered life, and so he acts like he imagines people who have such lives act. So he’s, like, says-soliloquy-when-he-means-monologue pretentious, which is the most pretentious variety of pretension in all the world.

And then his performative, over-the-top, hyper-self-aware pretentiousness must fall away for him to really connect to Hazel, just as her fear of being a grenade must fall away. That’s what the novel is about. That is its plot.

Gus must make the opposite of the traditional heroic journey—he must start out strong and end up weak in order to reimagine what constitutes a rich and well-lived life.

Basically, a 20-second clip from the first five minutes of a movie is not the movie.

(Standard acknowledgement here that I might be wrong, that I am inevitably defensive of TFIOS, that it has many flaws, that there’s nothing wrong with critical discussion, and that a strong case could be made that I should not insert myself into these conversations at all.)

Say Anything, Woe - Album:Is A Real Boy 18,805

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Woe - Say Anything

if life is twice as pretty once your dead then send me a card, i’m still the optimist though it is hard when all you want to be is in a dream

There was this brief period at the beginning of grade 11 when I’d hang out with my ex-boyfriend + this other guy had kind of been shuffled around our social circle, in this kinda gross small town just north of me, and sometimes this guy would do really underwhelming guitar things at this open mic night at this coffee place there and my ex and I would go to watch. The first or second time we went, this 14 year old white girl with dreadlocks played an acoustic cover of this song and I went straight home and downloaded it via Limewire and I was super into it, because it was angsty in a way that only felt half serious, so I could listen to it comfortably without actually having to address myself. Grade 11 was definitely my worst year, mentally, and it’s kind of comforting to remember the parts of it that I actually did enjoy.

you were last seen walking through a field of pianos. no. a museum of mouths. in the kitchen of a bustling restaurant, cracking eggs and releasing doves. no. eating glow worms and waltzing past my bedroom. last seen riding the subway, literally, straddling its metal back, clutching electrical cables as reins. you were wearing a dress made out of envelopes and stamps, this was how you travelled. i was the mannequin in the storefront window you could have sworn moved. the library card in the book you were reading until that dog trotted up and licked your face. the cookie with two fortunes. the one jamming herself through the paper shredder, afraid to talk to you. the beggar, hat outstretched bumming for more minutes. the phone number in the bathroom stall with no agenda other than a good time. the good time is a picnic on water, or a movie theatre that only plays your childhood home videos and no one hushes when you talk through them. when they play my videos i throw milk duds at the screen during the scenes i watch myself letting you go - lost to the other side of an elevator - your face switching to someone else’s with the swish of a geisha’s fan. my father could have been a travelling salesman. i could have been born on any doorstep. there are 2,469,501 cities in this world, and a lot of doorsteps. meet me on the boardwalk. i’ll be sure to wear my eyes. do not forget your face. i could never."
— Megan Falley, “new york craigslist > personals > missed connections>” (via words-in-lines)

precumming:

don’t you hate it when youre in a relationship but the other person doesn’t know

policymic:

Watch: 3-minute animation explains why mass incarceration is horrible for all

- The U.S. has the highest incarceration rate in the world. 

 - 41% of people have been arrested by age 23. 

 - Children as young as 13 years old have been sentenced to die in prison. 

 - Some institutions pay more than $100,000 per year per prisoner.

 - Less than 25% of crime reduction can be attributed to incarceration.  

- Mass incarceration is a $75 billion per year “failed experiment.”

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