This. This masterpiece. This book I had sitting unopened on my bookshelf for months. This copy I hadn't bothered to read until an 20 minutes ago. And now, only 33 pages into the book, I'm already hooked. I hate myself for not bothering to read before now. John Green, you did it again, bro. *virtual pat on the back* I'm already in love with Quentin and I'm dying to know what happened between him and Margo Roth Spiegelman ((you just HAVE to say her whole name)) that distanced them from each other. IM DYING. 

k bye

-Nice