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weliveandbreathewords:

show the marks upon your skin
like a thief in the light, you can’t hide
you can’t hide from your shadow

it’s the only thing you own

Posted 1 month ago.

youarethefirstdreamofmysoul:

REGISTER AND VOTE EVERY DAY FOR THE ACTORS & MOVIE IN THE TCA’s

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Posted 1 month ago.

ohfrays:

"Do you like the name, Herondale?" he asked. "It’s your name, so I love it," she said. There are some pretty bad Shadowhunter names I could have ended up with," he said. "Bloodstick. Ravenhaven."

"Bloodstick can’t possibly be a name."

“It may have fallen out of favor.” he acknowledged. [Insp]

Posted 1 month ago.

jamesandlilys:

If holding her means, that I have to bleed
Then I am the martyr 
Love is to blame

      ~ [TMI version]

Posted 1 month ago.
+ itsgrangerdanger:

YA LIT MEME: (3/9 Quotes)
↳ The infernal Devices - Cassandra Clare
" Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die "

itsgrangerdanger:

YA LIT MEME: (3/9 Quotes)

↳ The infernal Devices - Cassandra Clare

" Life is a book, and there are a thousand pages I have not read. I would read them together with you, as many as I can, before I die "

Posted 1 month ago.

jamesandlilys:

"A strong woman perseveres regardless of the odds and circumstances. You don’t know how strong you are until you’ve hit rock bottom and survived"

Posted 1 month ago.
paddfoott:


“…because in the end this was never the great love story of Tessa and Will  or Tessa and Jem  or even Will and Jem  but the love of Tessa, Will and Jem. The three of them. They are and will always be, a triad.” - Cassandra Clare

For Antonette x

paddfoott:

“…because in the end this was never the great love story of Tessa and Will  or Tessa and Jem  or even Will and Jem  but the love of Tessa, Will and Jem. The three of them. They are and will always be, a triad.” - Cassandra Clare

For Antonette x

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Posted 1 month ago.

"We are all the pieces of what we remember. We hold in ourselves the hopes and fears of those who love us. As long as there is love and memory, there is no true loss.”

Posted 1 month ago.

The girl was gorgeous, the kind of girl Clary would have liked to draw—tall and ribbon-slim, with a long spill of black hair. Even at this distance Clary could see the red pendant around her throat. It pulsed under the lights of the dance floor like a separate, disembodied heart.

Posted 1 month ago.