i will storm your walls

Frank: Wait, whoa, what damage to the Argo did I cause?

Piper: Remember that night where you drank the twelver of Molson and got all “Super Canadian”?


Frank: [drunk and holding a hockey stick] Stanley Cup. Game six, eh? The Rangers are aboot to be sorry they ever played shinny with the Canucks.

Piper: Hey hey Frank, I’ll give you twenty bucks if you can shoot it through the front door.

Frank: Oh! You’re nuttier than a Tim Horton’s maple log! Tally Ho! [tries to shoot the puck through the door]

Leo: [grabs the puck] No. That’s it, Frank. Gimme the stick!

Frank: I’ll give you summer teeth… Some are here, some are there.

Leo: Frank, give me the stick!

Frank: Take off, [shoves Leo] hoser!

Leo: Alright, that’s it!

[Frank and Leo begin to fight]

Jason: Go America!

Annabeth: Alright, alright! Break it up! BREAK IT UP!

Percy: Anna-beth, no! You never break up a fight! NEVER!! [drunkenly punches a hole in the wall and storms out]

You felt like home to me,
the way you sheltered me
from frightening storms.

I felt safe within you.

But over time your walls
began to crumble,
your foundation
became cracked, and
you felt different.

—  It Was Time to Pack Up and Leave (j.k.)

He tried to love me the way he loved all the other girls.

They all do.

But it was like trying to conceal a tornado in a glass box; And if he was afraid of destruction, he had no business chasing a storm.

I see your perfect world just beyond these walls and all I want to do is destroy it, in the best way.

—  “TwistHer”, j.l.