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 Finished The Fault In Our Stars after 24 hours of on-and-off reading and crying, and I WILL NEVER BE FINE AGAIN. What is my life? Why? Why John Green? Why are you such a sadist? Why must you kill all that I love? Why do I still love you so much? 
 "I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity." UGH. I AM SO NOT FINE RIGHT NOW. 
 I will admit to being a little in love with Augustus Waters. More than a little. A lot. A crazy pants amount of a lot. 
 It was the typical John Green world, where every teenager is perfectly articulate and well-read, and I was spending my small infinity happily with Hazel and Augustus. I wish they had more time, obviously, or did more with the time they had. It was such a beautiful, delicate romance, while their friendship had been so biting and wry. The humor was spot on. 
 This is a book that hits you, powerfully, and I cried constantly. Someone spoiled Augustus's fate to me, and all I could think about was Augustus Waters as my friggin' grenade. even though I KNEW what I was getting into. I truly feel like someone I loved passed away. Because their time together was so closely documented, there is nothing to imagine. Nothing to pretend happened. And I wish so much more could have. 
 Once again, John Green makes the English language his bitch and leaves you blinking like some kind of animal at the profoundness of his messages. There is so much emotion I can't sit still. I feel like I still have hours of crying left in me. characters shone through like always, with great parents written in. Hazel had a voice that I loved. And Augustus. Who could forget Augustus? He was perfection, simple as that. I am in physical pain over him. It's pathetic.