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y'all need to talk to me smh

ι'м αѕ ∂єα∂ αѕ му gяα∂єѕ σσρѕ

y'all ,,, anyone wanna hire a warlock? i'm in desperate need for attention, even if it's just for business :')

Will took a step toward her, till they stood face-to-face. Then he reached to take her hand and slid off her glove, which he put into his pocket. He held her bare hand in his, his fingers curved around hers. His hand was warm and callused, and his touch made her shiver. His eyes were steady and blue; they were everything Will was: true and tender, sharp and witty, loving and kind. "Marry me," he said. "Marry me, Tess. Marry me and be Tessa Herondale. Or be Tessa Gray, or be whatever you wish to call yourself, but marry me and stay with me and never leave me, for I cannot bear another day of my life to go by that does not have you in it."

Tess, Tess, Tessa.
          
          Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like a bell. Strange to imagine that, isn't it-a heart ringing? But when you touch me, that is what it is like, as if my heart is ringing in my chest and the sound shivers down my veins and splinters my bones with joy.
          
          Why have I written these words in this book? Because of you. You taught me to love this book, where I had scorned it. When I read it for the second time, with an open mind and heart, I felt the most complete despair and envy of Sydney Carton-yes, Sydney, for even if he had no hope that the woman he loved would love him, at least he could tell her of his love. At least he could do something to prove his passion, even if that thing was to die.
          
          I would have chosen death for a chance to tell you the truth, Tessa, if I could have been assured that death would be my own. And that is why I envied Sydney, for he was free.
          
          And now at last I am free, and I can finally tell you, without fear of danger to you, all that I feel in my heart.
          
          You are not the last dream of my soul.
          
          You are the first dream, the only dream I ever was unable to stop myself from dreaming. You are the first dream of my soul, and from that dream I hope will come all other dreams, a lifetime's worth.
          
          With hope at last,
          Will Herondale

ι ωαит ѕσмєσиє тσ нσℓ∂ мє ℓιкє ωιℓℓ нσℓ∂ѕ тєѕѕα — ѕσfтℓу, ℓιкє нє'ѕ fєαяfυℓ σf вяєαкιиg нєя.
          ι ωαит ѕσмєσиє тσ кιѕѕ мє ℓιкє յєм кιѕѕєѕ тєѕѕα — тєи∂єяℓу, ℓσνιиgℓу
          ι ωαит ѕσмєσиє тσ ℓσνє мє ℓιкє ¢нαяℓσттє ℓσνєѕ нєияу — υи¢σи∂ιтισиαℓℓу.
          

⌲smiles a little༣ i miss jem.

му тσρ 5 fι¢тισиαℓ gιяℓfяιєи∂ѕ:
          
          1) тнєяєѕα gяαу
          2) тєѕѕα fяσм тнє ιиfєяиαℓ ∂єνι¢єѕ
          3) тнє ѕωєєт αи∂ ¢αяιиg ωαяℓσ¢к gιяℓ յєм αи∂ ωιℓℓ fιgнт σνєя тнαт յєм єи∂ѕ υρ ωιииιиg
          4) тєѕѕα gяαу
          5) тнєяєѕα
          
          
          
          
          тнєу'яє αℓℓ ∂ιffєяєит ρєσρℓє αи∂ тσтαℓℓу иσт тнє ѕαмє ρєяѕσи тяυѕт мє—

if there is no one in the world that cares for you, do you really exist at all?

Jem: ‟You speak of sacrifice, but it is not my sacrifice I offer. It is yours I ask of you. I can offer you my life, but it is a short life; I can offer you my heart, though I have no idea how many more beats it shall sustain. But I love you enough to hope that you wil not care that I am being selfish in trying to make the rest of my life - whatever length - happy, by spending it with you. I want to be married to you, Tessa. I want it more than I have ever wanted anything else in my life. That is… If you love me too.”
          Will: ‟You see it, don't you, James? Without Tessa there is nothing for me—no joy, no light, no life. If you loved me, you would let me have her. You can't love her as I do. No one could. If you are truly my brother, you would do this for me.”
          
          мє: ωιℓℓιαм fυ¢кιиg нєяσи∂αℓє. ∂σи'т уσυ ѕєє ι'м αℓяєα∂у ¢яуιиg вє¢αυѕє σf уσυя 'єи¢συитєя' ωιтн тєѕѕα ιи тнє ∂яαωιиg яσσм? fυ¢к. fυ¢к. ι — ѕανє мє, ι'м α ѕσввιиg мєѕѕ αи∂ ι ∂σи'т киσω ωнαт тσ ∂σ fυ¢к уσυ, ωιℓℓ αи∂ յєм fσя вяєαкιиg тєѕѕα'ѕ нєαят αи∂ вяєαкιиg му σωи. αи∂ тєѕѕα, вαву, ι ℓσνє уσυ ѕσ fυ¢кιиg ¢нσσѕє тнє яιgнт вσу.