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+Hazel | 19 | multifandom

District 4; Gryffindor; London Institute; Amity; Cabin 8.
Tribute. Wizard. Shadowhunter. Divergent. Demigod.
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Wanna know more about me?
CURRENTLY

Reading:

city of heavenly fire by cassandra clare

Sobbing Over:

Allegiant by Veronica Roth

Anticipating:

Mockingjay Part 1
The Blood of Olympus
The Retribution of Mara Dyer
The Fault in Our Stars Movie

Listening to:

all of me by john legend
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semi-hiatus bc school but queue is on
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classes start june 10 but i'm already putting up queues

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You gave me a forever within the numbered days and I'm grateful.

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You never get off this train.

Wit beyond measure, is man’s greatest treasure.

The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones + NYC Skyscrapers

if being wrong’s a crime, i’m serving forever / if being strong’s your kind, then i need help here with this feather / if being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side / at the swinging party down the line

Leaving this place would not be nearly as hard as walking into the Forest had been, but it was warm and light and peaceful here, and he knew that he was heading back to pain and the fear of more loss. He stood up, and Dumbledore did the same, and they looked for a long moment into each other’s faces.
"Tell me one last thing," said Harry. "Is this real? Or has this been happening inside my head?"
Dumbledore beamed at him, and his voice sounded loud and strong in Harry’s ears even though the bright mist was descending again, obscuring his figure.
"Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?"