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I don't know how to live in the world as a Shadowhunter without Will. I don't think i even want to. I am still a parabatai, but my other half is gone.


Cassandra Clare


#jem-carstairs #wem #will-herondale #will-herondale

Our souls are knit. We are one person, James.


Cassandra Clare


#jem-carstairs #will-herondale #will-herondale

He touched her as he usually touched his beloved violin, with a soft and urgent grace that left her breathless.


Cassandra Clare


#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #tessa-gray

All my joys resemble more a momentary intoxication than the real gold of happiness. It was all but an illusion.


Richard von Krafft-Ebing


#depair #depression #happiness #illusion #joy

Cuando pienso en ti, y no estás ahí, siempre te veo en mi mente con un libro en la mano.


Cassandra Clare


#tessa-gray #tessa-gray

A Wish on the Sun" "I see the world beyond a tiny window that allows a glimpse of Heaven into my life. Those who dwell in that enviable light cannot hear me through the glass that muffles my cries. They do not appear to see my face pressed against this barrier. I watch them live, carefree and smiling. Even when our eyes lock - mine wide and weary - theirs squint beyond notice of me. They can't peer past the glass - the sunlight glaring off its surface. They don't see me. They won't see me. I make a wish on the sun, staring into its fiery brightness, imagining it blinding me to the beauty beyond my reach. Would my hell feel so awful then? The sun, this nearest star, absorbs my deepest wish for the thousandth time. 'Save me! Hold my hand! Pretend to care!' The light is blocked by a figure stepping past my window, and I feel the universe turn its cold shoulder on me. Despair smothers the hope that made my lips move in utterance of a desperate wish. It ebbs and weakens, but it does not die. The flicker of an ember remains, enough to ignite hope again - another time. All storms eventually cease, do they not? Once more, I press my face against the glass to view a glimpse of Heaven lived by the undeserving. I savor the sunlight, the only thing powerful enough to penetrate the window that bars me in hell. The warm rays touch me. I imagine God's fingers caressing my face - and the dying ember of hope suddenly inflames.


Richelle E. Goodrich


#alone #despair #hope #need #richelle

Could we wear spandex and blow things up?


Lisa Mantchev


#humor #spandex #humor

I settle into my imagination so that I might be someone when the real world tells me I'm no one.


Richelle E. Goodrich


#creativity #despair #hope #imagination #richelle

The British press has been unfair to me and the public has followed.


Joss Stone


#british #british press #followed #me #press

I had long hair when I was a teenager.


Beck


#hair #i #long #long hair #teenager






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