(Source: mcclairstonem)
this is how friendship is these days.
me and my friend manda (endlesslypara on twitter, onlynewfaces on tumblr)
these are the real lyrics to ignorance
(Source: improbable-dream)
People say time goes by fast, but those people obviously aren’t waiting for their next Paramore show
Atop the wings was a folded piece of paper, addressed to the New York Institute. After splashing water on her face, Maryse had taken the letter and read it. It was short - one sentence - and was signed with a name in a handwriting oddly familiar to her, for in it there was an echo of Valentine’s cursive, the flourishes of his letters, the strong, steady hand. But it was not Valentine’s name. It was his son’s.
Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern.
She held it out to Brother Zachariah. He took it from her fingers and opened it, reading, as she had, the single word of Ancient Greek scrawled in elaborate script across the top of the page.
Erchomai, it said.
I am coming.
(Source: weliveandbreathewords)
I love writing about artists because they see the world completely differently than I do. I see everything in terms of words and descriptions, they see everything in terms of visual representation.
It’s been fun with Jules because Clary is a sketcher of life and an manga artist and Jules works in paints that express imaginary scenes. She’s more of an illustrator, he’s a fine artist (neither being better than the other!)
I had been meaning to draw Clary and Julian for a while now and I finally got around to it. That awesome CoHF snippet Cassie gave us sealed the deal for me.
So here are Cassie’s artists :D
0-s-0 cinash
That was Valentine. A firebrand, a visionary, a man of great personal charm and conviction. And a killer.
(Source: jacesclarissa)
(Source: violetahoney)
(Source: nathanyounging)
Hayley (talking about ‘[One of Those] Crazy Girls’) x (via thisisaparamoreblog)
Simon: Is everything all right? You seem distracted.
Clary: He just looks so familiar. Magnus, I mean.
Simon: You think he goes to St. Xavier's?
Clary: Very funny.
Simon: You're right. He's too old to be a student. I think I had him for chem last year.