Dear Quentin,
When things don't go the way you planned, it sucks; It sucks a lot. I've never understood why you would play someone. One girl to the next.
You see he asked a girl out, and I suppose he needed a rebound, and so he got ahold of my number and we talked for a while. I really did kinda like him. I SUPPOSE I wasn't moving fast enough, as the next day, he was flirting with the next girl he could find.
I don't get it. The worst part is that I need a boyfriend. Like I just need one ok? I just wish you could fill that position.
Sincerely,
Margo
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Letters to Quentin - A Paper Towns Fiction
FanfictionYears later an engaged Margo Dies in a car crash. Quentin, her fiancé, is left with all her music and one thing he never dared looking in, Margo's journal filled with letters to Quentin from years past and just recently.
