The book started okay, about a 3 star, but the last half is brutal. It’s like John Green is writing as a teenager, as he thinks teenagers want to read about teenagers. He creates caricatures of stereotypes and sprinkles in ‘quirkiness’ through literature and music and it all comes off as eye-rollingly annoying. The main character is obsessed with a girl that I did not care about at all. I kept hoping they’d find her dead, so he would get on with the story…but sadly…that WAS the story. After putting 5 hours into the book I was determined to finish,but it was not easy.
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