methlabrador:

is there a name for the John green thing. like the obnoxious culture hes pioneered. the 500 days of summer thing, the hazy acoustic soundtracks , the preoccupation w/ sayingn stuff like “im sorry im so fucked up” or “there are no happily ever afters”. how can I quantify this phenomenon. it’s like neo heroin chic or something

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mild-bloom:

i dont need a valentine i need 8 million dollars and a fast metabolism

She was perfect, pure maddening sex, and she knew it, and she played on it, dripped it, and allowed you to suffer for it.
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