There Was A Time I Thought I

I Don't Want To Be A Man," Said Jace. "i Want To Be An Angst-ridden Teenager Who Can't Confront His Own Inner Demons And Takes It Out Verbally On Other People Instead." "well," Said Luke, "you're Doing A Fantastic Job.

Have A Little Faith In My Magic Fingers

You're Killing Me Because You Want Me To Give A Message To God For You?" Jace Shook His Head, The Point Of The Blade Scraping Across His Throat. "you're Crazier Than I Thought

Demon Slayers Take The Subway?

Is This The Part Where You Start Tearing Off Strips Of Your Shirt To Bind My Wounds?" "if You Wanted Me To Rip My Clothes Off, You Should Have Just Asked.