OH 
 MY 
 FUCKING 
 GOD. 
 This book wrecked me. It tore me right open and then it took my beating heart and fucking smashed it to the ground. 
 *whispers* i love it. 
 Honestly tho, everything from beginning to end is flawless. God bless Nina LaCour and David Levithan for deciding to write this fucking masterpiece. The story is lovely, the characters are adorable and I am crying. I just want to go into the book and tell Mark everything is going to be okay. I want to hug him and go to Pride Parades with him and cook him cookies until he feels better because I've been there and it sucks but you are doing amazing sweetie. But well, apparently I can't do that, because these characters aren't fucking real. Who would have guessed. 
 In conclusion, I wanna hold this book close to my heart and never let go. I wanna protect the people in it at all costs. And you all should go and read this fucking thing. If I suffer, you all have to suffer with me.