UncertainStarfish



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    Nico was like a bird, always in motion. Always running, running, jumping from one place to the next – never staying still long enough to be kept.

    Except by Percy, except like this.

    (There's something to be said here, about a boy chasing another through a labyrinth. Wasting his summer looking in every shadow, maybe.)

    A perfect feedback of pleasure and pain, all at once.

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    04 Jun 2025

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    Excellente ~toxic relationship that makes my brain stem long for someone 2 match my freak;0

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    You know what they say, Percy Jackson. If you can't stand the heat, get out of hell.

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    03 Jun 2025

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    Muah muah muah delicious

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    When the house falls down, all that's left is to rebuild.

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    12 Mar 2025

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    Favorite ever

  4. Public Bookmark 50

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    They say that if you put a frog in a pot of boiling water, it will instantly leap out. But if you put it in a pot with lukewarm water and gradually heat it, the frog won't be able to detect the change in the temperature until it dies.

    Maybe they are the frog in this situation. Ignorant. Unaware of what's happening under their noses.

    The flame gets hotter. They don’t know it. The water reaches boiling point and - “Wake up, Bam.”

    Bam doesn’t answer.

    “...Bam?”

    The frog dies.

    Where some things are inevitable.

    “Sleep, those little slices of death — how I loathe them.”
    ― Edgar Allan Poe

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    26 Feb 2025

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    Straight up hurt my feelings type shit.

    Addiction.