There'll be a moment when you realise you're 27 when yesterday you were just 17; and you wouldn't be able to tell how a decade passed away and your life got divided into before and afters. The fury of youth will subdue and nothing will really change but everything will feel different when you look at old photographs and blurry videos taken on cheap mobile phones. Scents will remind you of childhood and certain friends you don't talk to anymore, hangouts will become reunions and mom's burnt pie will become the best food you ever had. And I know on some days you won't be able to show anything of those 10 years but I hope you remember to breathe, and let go of the knot in your chest. I hope you go out in the sun and live a little, because tomorrow is 37.
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-Ritika Jyala, excerpt from The Flesh I Burned
Tell me it didn’t happen like this. I dare you.
Jace: That hat makes you look like a girl.
Magnus: Am I a pretty girl?
bitches be like “i’d die for this character” and it’s a character who’s already dead
“I assure you, the explosion of light in the training room is not max’s fault, they were flickering for a while now”
the lightwood-bane kids in trouble…or are they? charming little bastards
Lol
canon: they died
fanfic: fUCK YOU
ppl who don't get cats will try to argue that cats don't love you meanwhile cats will cry and cry and cry and cry like the world is ending until you hold them like a baby and give them a kissy on their perfect lil forehead