And i hated the idea…but i’m sitting out the front of my house and i started thinking about “The Fault In Our Stars” and i got this idea that i really like, and it’s been half an hour and i’ve already written a page. I think everyone else will hate it, the language i’m using is simple as fuck, and it’s very personal, but i just need to keep writing because i don’t want to write about anything else.

The only thing I’m worried about is that i think my teacher’s friend died of cancer not that long ago, and i’m worried that it’s not a very appropriate piece to give him.