The Only Photo Of Kieran, Cristina And Mark I Will Ever Reblog. E V E R.

The only photo of Kieran, Cristina and Mark I will ever reblog. E V E R.

Kieran, Cristina and Mark from The Dark Artifices by @cassandraclare

I love them way too much  😭 😭 😭

The Scary Place

It is a scary place. My mind.                                                                                  A madhouse.                                                                                                          A circus.                                                                                                                  A laboratory.                                                                                                            A burning house.                                                                                                      A prison.                                                                                                                A funhouse mirror room.                                                                                          There is nowhere to run.                                                                                        Nowhere to hide.                                                                                                  Anyone stuck in here would go mad.                                                                      I'm sure you understand.                                                                                          No, you couldn't. No one can.                                                                                  I am not insane.                                                                                                 Just driven to it by being trapped in here for 14 years and counting.                      My thoughts hunt me down. Bully me. Push me. Break me. 

It is a scary place, my mind.                                                                                I am terrified to be left alone here.                                                                        Left alone with these thoughts.                                                                            No longer my own.                                                                                                Were they ever?                                                                                                 How can such vicious things come from me?                                                          These screaming, yelling, screeching things.                                                    They reverberate through my skull.                                                                         Until I cover my ears and beg for mercy.

And

There 

Is

None. 

I scream.                                                                                                                Till the shouting is all I hear.                                                                                    Echoing off these in-shatterable walls.                                                                  Drowning me.                                                                                                 Drowning out everything. Everyone. 

It is a scary place, my mind.                                                                                 A torture chamber.                                                                                                An isolation cell.                                                                                                      A black hole.                                                                                                            I am petrified to be left alone with myself.                                                                Lest these thoughts kill me.

Please

Don’t

Leave.

@writerscreed

Ignite these flames. Burn my coals. Devour me. My existence is dependent on this slow burn you are cultivating. The only time I have ever felt whole is engulfed in the fire you create from my soul. Make me feel something. Make me feel alive. Make me feel you.

All of you (via view-no-evil)

Because the only time I have ever felt alive is when I was burning. 

Burning alive. 

So alive. 

Even if just for a moment...

before

I

flicker 

out. 

(Beautiful piece BTW,)

“i only ever wanted you to be okay

it’s tough. i know it is. but breathe anyway. just breathe and come home so that all the rest of us can breathe too.”

@n0miracleshere 

so the thing is, i only ever wanted you to be okay

i didn’t get it back then, but you didn’t either, so it’s hard to say who’s at fault

maybe you should’ve handled it better, maybe i should’ve said something, but we didn’t so we’re here

i think i finally get what people mean when they talk about being young and stupid. we thought we knew what we were doing but we were both too afraid to show the sides of us that weren’t as pretty and we let those sides consume us.

we could have helped each other. everything would have matched up perfectly, except fear has a funny way of seeping into things you don’t want it to touch. fear of judgment sewed my mouth shut, fear of not being good enough locked you behind a door of isolation, and we were just too young and dumb to fix it.

i know you and i aren’t what we used to be and that’s okay. but i also know we’re more alike than you pretend we are and i just wish you’d let me help. like you used to, until you rinse-and-repeated the same thing you did last time and left me wondering what it is you’re really running from.

look, i just want you to know i care, is all. i see things in you that worry me so i can’t help it if i don’t want to leave you alone with yourself. boy is just one letter away from body and i never want you to become that.

listen, what I’m trying to say is, your body is a temple so stop burning the altars. stop turning every bad idea into a lesson in self-destruction and learn to live with what you’ve got. i don’t want to have to cope with the aftermath of a split-second decision gone wrong, don’t want to have to worry that someone will end up pulling you off the side of the road or brining you home in handcuffs. yeah, yeah, it’s tough. i know it is. but breathe anyway. just breathe and come home so that all the rest of us can breathe too.

you’re not indestructible // k.

*SPOILERS FOR QOAAD*

FINISHED QOAAD! CANNOT BELIEVE THEY ACTUALLY FINALLY GOT MARRIED! Like Catrina holding Magnus’s hand as he walked down the ile!? A shadow hunter-warlock wedding fusion!? Lightwood rings!? Jia performing the ceremony!? THE KIDS DANCING WITH THEM AFTER!? ALEC PROPOSING EVEN WHEN HE HAS SO MUCH ON HIS MIND WITH RE-BUILDING THE SHADOW HUNTER WORLD!? YES PLEASE!!!

truly an underappreciated moment between these two immortal husbands

I don't think I could be straightforward with you even if I wanted to.

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