barely alive

I could sit here and complain how our mom liked Zuko more than me. But I don’t really care. My own mother… thought I was a monster… She was right of course, but it still hurt.

Virginia Woolf, A Writer’s Diary

Understanding others—the other elements, and the other nations—will help you become whole.

sir i regret to inform you that i am almost exclusively controlled by the moon and can only do that which she permits.

You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved You Are Loved