god bless the guardian film reviewers
Yes it was a fantasy. Dedicated to and inspired by a real girl who was dying and wanted to live and wanted to love. I’m sure her family is really happy to see all these assholes tearing into her dream.
Her sister says reading the book and watching the film was like watching her sister getting a second chance at life.
I haven’t even read the thing, I probably won’t see it in theatre, I’ve never read a John Green book but I really am sick of this shit.
Fuck the guardian film reviewers.
Prettified? She’s on an oxygen tank the entire movie and I’m pretty fucking sure the boy dies. He fucking dies.
Of fucking cancer
WHat the fuck
Please try to honestly tell me now that it’s not just some hipster bullshit trend to piss all over this story.