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BrightAsStars
It's not like one big bad thing. it's a lot of little invisible things. it's not like a stab wound you can protect me from. it's a million little paper cuts every day (Alec Lightwood, City of Lost Souls)
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This thing, your mouth, its place. It’s what you do when you’re trying not to give yourself away. Not in the way that you do all the time, those empty, greedy grabs for you. I mean the truth of you. The weird, perfect shape of your heart. The one on the outside of your chest.
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