If you’re battling a mental illness and didn’t want to wake up this morning but did anyways, you’re a motherfucking badass. Because living with a mental illness is hard and I’m damn proud of you for still being here and fighting. You’re metal as hell and tough as nails. So keep on fighting, you kickass Viking warrior. You can win this.
I've been seeing a lot of people talk about Gus sounding really pretentious in the movie, do you think he sounds pretentious?
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.)
Have you ever watched a sunset, then woke up early the next morning to see it rise? It’s still the same sun, but you’re looking at it in a different light. And it is so beautiful.
Have you ever just stopped along the beach, and watched the waves lap up against your feet? Your skin was untouched by that water until that very moment. Cleansed now with salty water and such, it’s still the same skin.
Have you ever watched the way she blankly stares? Sometimes you’ll catch her lost in thought, silently staring into nothing. When she snaps out of the trance, she’s the same person, but for a moment she was no one. Just a lost thought.
I think kissing you would be all of these things. I will look at things in a new light, because there will be so much to smile about. I will have been cleansed with an innocent kiss, the taste of you on my lips. And in that moment, of our lips pressed together, we are no one. We are two souls, joined together by this one magical moment.
Oh, how I cannot wait to kiss you.
”—Just some shitty piece I’m writing at 4 am, thinking about you (via myth-called-love)
if the broadway and theatre community dislikes bootlegs so much and don’t want people filming their shows they need to work on making theatre a more accessible form of media by filming shows professionally because you know they talk a lot about being a very open welcoming community but don’t do anything to make that community welcoming to people who can’t afford to see shows or people who live in rural areas and are literally unable to attend shows at all