Holy Shit. Is Cassie Gonna Kill Alec In Twp Just To Show Us How Magnus Will Move On Without Him?

holy shit. is cassie gonna kill alec in twp just to show us how magnus will move on without him?

The funny thing about two artists being in love is that sometimes they both agree to look away from the fact that maybe they were both just in it for the inspiration.

The Universe's Sense of Humor

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Me Thinking About Shadow Me Being Released Today

Adding to my last ask. Do you have any tumblr writers you'd recommend?

There are so many under-appreciated writers on this platform but they are all so talented and it would be impossible to justly give credit to all of them. If you look up ‘poertry’ tags or ‘short poems’ or ‘slam poem’ or ‘poets on tumblr’ you’ll get so many great pieces and blogs to follow. As for fan fictions and short stories, their are plenty if you look up their tags. Also @writerscreed is a great platform to see a variety of pieces and people. 

I do not want to go home yet please stay here with me or don't this silence is an oxymoron quiet and filling soft and jagged breathless deep breaths This lonely is heavy drawn hotel curtains is permanent blue-grey winter twilight is days spent staring at the constellations of my ceiling 

I do not want to go home yet I know life is beautiful for some people sometimes just not today stay here with me leave me alone with you go away please don't, stay please don't stay with me here here we are only what we are not what we imagine I am tired of imagining I want to be real with you

I want                                                                                                                 

not to go home 

yet

please

don't make me

Mother, I am scared I cannot sleep There is a monster under my bed In the closet In my head It is all the things I have left unsaid It wears the most terrifying face of regret And whispers to most vile things Of everything that could have been It smells of sorrow and leaks puddles of tears Yet it never moves Like it is frozen in time Staring off at some distance thing Right through me As if it knows I am the one who has created it As though it knows I am the one who keeps it trapped here                                As though it can see all that would have been Just right there behind me But it never moves. This is what scares me most