— Via Whoriyat

Everyone knows that one girl that constantly pulls the "women support women"

Until it's their celebrity crushes gf.

Then she's a "bitch" and should die. Then their ig is a diary for them to leave their hate.

Make it make sense, because it's always those hated women that have their own degrees and well paid jobs and could very happily live alone with 50 cats.

Don't sell away feminism, empathy, and respect for a man that will literally never even meet you. Nobody will fall in love with you for hating on their loved ones.

Women respect and protect all women, whether you like them or not. Being a fair, decent person isn't an in and out choice. You either are. Or are not.

When will I get a Xaden Riorson/Azriel Shadowsinger? — I ask uselessly to nobody as I get no answer from nobody because I'm an atheist and apparently that's an excuse for my unsocial and alone like the last Pringles ass to sin, according to my grandma.

people who get excited about stars, moons and sunsets are my kind of people

Ok, now hear me out. The kids by Charlotte Cardin is SO Lightwood family coded it might as well be their motto. There. I'll die on that hill.

We're holding on to Past grey lost blue And I hate you, you know Wish that we could control Our urges to hold Each other again But now I'm looking across Lines wrote and lost I can translate, you know Burnt before it was lit You found a lovely bad trip And you ruined us Oh, you wrecked us

Too bad for the kids downstairs The constant bad luck The place by the window

Still holding on We both know you're wrong But your face says all good You've always been such a runner Thought you'd leave me sooner But you're still down here With the girls and the kids And the poor and the ill And with me babe With the girls and the kids And the poor and the ill

Be so fr rn. This is THE Maryse and Robert song if there ever was one.

You know you're blocked when you start eyeing the pàlinka and țuică on your mom's shelf because you don't know how to continue the plot because you just wanna get to that one scene you imagined two weeks ago.

— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground

Was anybody going to tell me that Alec Lightwood is autistic or was I supposed to come to that conclusion while rereading the books five years later myself???

Eliza: I am calm, I am relaxed, I am a happy tree.

The circle: *being the circle*

Eliza: YOU ARE MAKING IT VERY HARD! TO BE A HAPPY TREE!

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Stephen: Ok, I need you to swear-

Celine: Fuck.

Stephen: Swear as in promise.

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Michael, about Valentine: Have you ever looked at an authority figure in your life and thought, "Wow, I respect a well-grilled hot dog more than I respect you?" ———————————————— Lucian: Your friends are counting on you! Valentine: Well that's their falt. I've carefully cultivated a persona that screams, "You're on your own!" ————————————————

Robert: What the hell are you smiling for?

Valentine: Am I not allowed to be happy?

Amatis: Of course you are… it’s just that you being happy, usually means someone’s lost their life… or a limb.

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Celine, first joining: I know we technically have permission to do this, but this all feels highly illegal.

Stephen: That’s half the fun of it.

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Stephen: People say I have a unique way of lighting up a room.

Amatis: It’s called arson and those people are witnesses.

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Celine: Robert and I are getting closer. The other day he gave me half his sandwich.

Robert, whispering to Maryse: I mistook her for a garbage can

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Robert: I tried to write “I’m a functional adult” but my phone changed it to “fictional adult” and I feel that’s more accurate.

It's the “ugh, men” and then I drastically fall for every boy with pretty eyes that looks like he reads Greek mythology and has a pretty accent. Like... wtf girl?! Where are my standards? Oh yeah, in hell, where I left them last time I liked a guy.

1800s dagger, made in france