I am so angry right now. So angry. Not even crying like everyone warned me about. I was so prepared to be this emotional mess, not a ball of rage. I'm just so pissed off and annoyed and I get why he wanted it. I get that his life was never going to improve. I get that it was never going to be what it was. I freaking get it, okay? 
 That doesn't mean I don't think he's a selfish bastard. 
 Yes, he had a right to be. It was his life. His choice. But that doesn't mean I have to like it, or even understand it. 
 And I don't. Understand it, I mean. Why did he spend so much time even allowing her into his life, into building her spirit, her confidence, her everything...only to crush it completely by doing what he wanted in the first place? 
 That's the moment Will Traynor lost my sympathy. 
 When Lou poured her heart out in front of him and he just completely broke her. He was like, nope, I don't care how hard you've tried or how much you've changed my life in the past six months. I don't care how much you love me and I love you, I'm still gonna leave you anyway. Kthnxbai. And then he has the NERVE. THE FUCKING NERVE. To ask her to come with him? To watch him end his own life? WHAT EVEN. 
 There is no way. NO WAY. 
 And to end it all with a letter and some money so she can move on with her life? Oh hell no. 
 So I just have one thing to say. 
 Fuck you, Will Traynor.