Nico: What are you drinking?
Percy: It’s a healthy liquid that’s good for your bones.
Nico: So, milk.
Percy: Yeah.
Nico: Give me a sip.
Nico *spits it out*: Why is it all chunky?
Percy: You know I was trying to figure out the same thing.
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Today's Document
noise dept.
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
occasionally subtle
Cosmic Funnies

Kiana Khansmith
Mike Driver
we're not kids anymore.

oozey mess
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
RMH
Monterey Bay Aquarium
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
NASA
Keni

Origami Around
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todays bird

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Nico: What are you drinking?
Percy: It’s a healthy liquid that’s good for your bones.
Nico: So, milk.
Percy: Yeah.
Nico: Give me a sip.
Nico *spits it out*: Why is it all chunky?
Percy: You know I was trying to figure out the same thing.
Leo: If you looked up the word “hot” in a dictionary, there would be a picture of me
Piper: What dictionary are you looking at?
The seven plus Nico at an art festival
Annabeth: *Goes to look at architectural designs*
Piper: *buys 10 abstract paintings*
Hazel: *spends hours looking at the vintage photography*
Frank: *makes a craft in the kid station*
Jason: *takes business cards from all the artists to be nice*
Percy: *is there because Annabeth is*
Leo: *cracks jokes at some of the art and gets kicked out*
Nico: *gets lost*
I think we can all agree that he did not deserve to die.
Reading a book in public
Book: *decides to be really sad*
Me: *starts bawling*
Random person: Are you alright?
Me: *can’t answer because I am crying too hard*
That's the thing about pain. It demands to be felt.
John Green, The Fault in Our Stars
Me: It's 2 am, I need to stop reading.
My brain: Ahahah, absolutely not.
Me: *Shrugs* Okay.