"My name is Hazel. Augustus Waters was the great star-crossed love of my life. Ours was an epic love story, and I won't be able to get more than a sentence into it without disappearing into a puddle of tears. Gus knew. Gus knows. I will not tell you our love story, because-like all real love stories-it will die with us, as it should. I'd hoped that he'd be eulogizing me, because there's no one I'd rather have..." I started crying. "Okay, how not to cry. How am I-okay. Okay."

I took a few deep breaths and went back to the page. "I can't talk about our love story, so I will talk about math. I am not a mathematician, but I know this: There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There's .1 and .12 and .112 and infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a Bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful."
― John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

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Side Effects of Dying...

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I know that I'm dying.

It's not like there's anything I can do about it. I'm a grenade about to blow.

My heart hasn't been affected by cancer. It's affected by love, passion. Cancer cant stop me from living my life to the fullest. Well... That's what everyone says. Cancer can stop me from living my life to the fullest. It's not like i'm normal. It's not like other kids don't stare at me. They tell me they're sorry. They feel bad for me. I don't need their pity! I don't want to be ill. I want to be a rainbow. The bright morning sun that rises anew every day. NO. I'm a stupid war machine. I'm a bomb. I could blow at any moment...

A side effect of dying... Hurting the people you love

RIP Augutus Waters. Gus , My one true love. I still love you. My heart used to burst when I was around you. Now it shrivels into a void of darkness consuming all of the happiness left in me. You gave me a purpose. A will to live. You made my life worth living. I don't want to hurt the people I love. I want t my grenade to be as far away from society as it can be. Okay?!

Okay was, and still is our always.

My lungs could fail any second.

I could stop breathing.

I could...

No...

I will Die.

A side effect of dying... Living with fear.

All of those faulty organs and cells that hate you.

God hates me.

The world hates me.

Life Hates ME!