You Can Only Push The Truth Down

Maybe That Was Why She Couldn't Cry, She Realized, Staring Dry-eyed At The Ceiling. Because What Was The Point In Crying When There Was No One There To Comfort You? And What Was Worse, When You Couldn't Even Comfort Yourself?

The Girl Behind The Scrawled Letters. I Loved You From The Moment I Read Them. I Love You Still.” - Will Herondale

Without Him, [nate] She Was Completely Alone In The World. There Was No One At All For Her. No One In The World Who Cared Whether She Lived Or Died. Sometimes The Horror Of That Thought Threatened To Overwhelm Her And Plunge Her Down Into Bottomless Darkness.

Or Maybe It's Just That Beautiful Things Are So Easily Broken By The World.

Have You Heard That Modesty Is An Attractive Traits? Only To Ugly People