Nothing now can ever come between us
As we hide and watch the city burn
There is much that I still want to tell you
But now is not the time to speak of love
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Somehow you have managed to get under my skin, more than anyone ever did. And if every hole makes a scar, and every scar marks its place, then I will never live freely without your trace. And it'll never be fair, I wrote my songs for you and you never even cared. So I'll forget you, I'll wash your t-shirt, kill the pillow and cut you out of pictures.
Make-up Smeared Eyes // Automatic Loveletter
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What do you mean I just watched the last episode of skip and loafer.
And now what do I do with my life
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Yes I am still thinking about
Percy gasping for breath as he’s freed from Hephaestus’s trap, looking terrified and confused and relieved all at the same time, grimacing as he uses his whole weight to push himself out of the chair and in front of Annabeth so quickly that he still doesn’t have enough air to fully stand up.
What about it?
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silly little doodles....
of silly little ships....
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