Somehow it feels wrong to call you dear after everything, but maybe it doesn’t matter.
Sometimes I wish there was an easier way to say this like “hey, how’s it going, I know I tried to destroy western civilization but we have a lot to catch up on.” Nothing’s ever been easy for us though, so why would this be?
A girl said to me that it was a show of faith that I was writing at all. Pretty girl, but also a pretty fucked up girl. how do you tell someone faith means nothing? Another boy said that trying to talk to you was maybe more for myself than for you. Smart boy. I can’t deny that much.
Did you know Green Day came out with a new album recently? Recently for you and me anyway. You’d like it. It’s more your speed than mine…but what else is new?
“21st Century Breakdown, I once was lost but never was found. I think I'm losing what's left of my mind to the 20th century deadline”
She will come in first for the end of western civilization, she's an endless war, she's a hero for the lost cause. Like a hurricane in the heart of the devastation, she's a natural disaster, she's the last of the American Girls.”
“Did you try to live on your own when you burned down the house and home. Did you stand too close to the fire? Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone.”
“I crossed the desert reaching higher ground, then I found the pavement to take the liars down. But it's gone forever,but never too late, where the ever after is in the hands of fate.”
I was mostly joking about writing lyrics to say everything I want to say, but look at that.
…if time is to be believed, I’ve been alive for two months. It’s all borrowed time. Still deciding if it’s a blessing or a curse. Who am I kidding? Everything is a curse lately. So. Two months alive, two months to think about what I’ve done. Knew it wouldn’t be that easy. Guess it’s fair that you weren’t in the throne room. I wasn’t there when you woke up. I said goodbye to Annabeth, Grover and Percy, but not you. Kinda the way you got to say hello to everyone but me.
I wish I could fix some things, but not everything. Something had to change. I understand now. I understand what they all saw and I’m sorry. I think. I’m not sorry I made them pay attention, but I’m sorry I hurt her and you.
Being here is punishment, I guess. It’s a spaceship called the Pygmalion and we’re part of a killing project. I’m telling you this because I don’t believe it sometimes, and I know you won’t either. But it’s true. I’ve had time to think. I’ve made friends and lost friends. I’ve almost killed people to get a chance to talk to you. Now you know the real reason for this.
Don’t worry. I’ve killed no one. Can the dead die? I’m scared to find out. I’ll find a way to get this to you. Sorry if this letter sucks.
“With every breath that I'm worth here on Earth, I’m sending all my love to you. So if you dare to second guess you can rest assured, that all my love's for you.”
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THALIA; written week 7 and never touched again
Somehow it feels wrong to call you dear after everything, but maybe it doesn’t matter.
Sometimes I wish there was an easier way to say this like “hey, how’s it going, I know I tried to destroy western civilization but we have a lot to catch up on.” Nothing’s ever been easy for us though, so why would this be?
A girl said to me that it was a show of faith that I was writing at all. Pretty girl, but also a pretty fucked up girl. how do you tell someone faith means nothing? Another boy said that trying to talk to you was maybe more for myself than for you. Smart boy. I can’t deny that much.
Did you know Green Day came out with a new album recently? Recently for you and me anyway. You’d like it. It’s more your speed than mine…but what else is new?
“21st Century Breakdown, I once was lost but never was found. I think I'm losing what's left of my mind to the 20th century deadline”
She will come in first for the end of western civilization, she's an endless war, she's a hero for the lost cause. Like a hurricane in the heart of the devastation, she's a natural disaster, she's the last of the American Girls.”
“Did you try to live on your own when you burned down the house and home. Did you stand too close to the fire? Like a liar looking for forgiveness from a stone.”
“I crossed the desert reaching higher ground, then I found the pavement to take the liars down. But it's gone forever,but never too late, where the ever after is in the hands of fate.”
I was mostly joking about writing lyrics to say everything I want to say, but look at that.
…if time is to be believed, I’ve been alive for two months. It’s all borrowed time. Still deciding if it’s a blessing or a curse. Who am I kidding? Everything is a curse lately. So. Two months alive, two months to think about what I’ve done. Knew it wouldn’t be that easy. Guess it’s fair that you weren’t in the throne room. I wasn’t there when you woke up. I said goodbye to Annabeth, Grover and Percy, but not you. Kinda the way you got to say hello to everyone but me.
I wish I could fix some things, but not everything. Something had to change. I understand now. I understand what they all saw and I’m sorry. I think. I’m not sorry I made them pay attention, but I’m sorry I hurt her and you.
Being here is punishment, I guess. It’s a spaceship called the Pygmalion and we’re part of a killing project. I’m telling you this because I don’t believe it sometimes, and I know you won’t either. But it’s true. I’ve had time to think. I’ve made friends and lost friends. I’ve almost killed people to get a chance to talk to you. Now you know the real reason for this.
Don’t worry. I’ve killed no one. Can the dead die?
I’m scared to find out. I’ll find a way to get this to you. Sorry if this letter sucks.“With every breath that I'm worth here on Earth, I’m sending all my love to you. So if you dare to second guess you can rest assured, that all my love's for you.”