I did not invite the blush
You must remember this
I did not ask for my blood vessels
To be so weak they would allow
This flush of red cells to couch surf in their space.
This blush has moved around my stuff
It has placed my heart on my sleeve
And any first year med student will tell you
That this is not where hearts should go
It has thrown out all the clothes it didn’t like
Which is all my clothes
It pained lewd alchemical symbols across your front door
And it has read my diary
And live-tweeted the contents.
This blush finds my feelings very funny
So do its Twitter followers
This blush finds my poetry very funny
So do its Twitter followers
This blush found an early draft of *this poem*
And it finds it very funny.
I don’t yet know how funny its followers find this
It has not finished tweeting it yet.
Early signs are positive.
I did not invite the blush
But I must admit it hasn’t been all bad
This blush has improved the Feng Shui of my internal organs
This blush has shown me how to party
This blush and I went on a road trip to Las Vegas
And we lost everything
But learned some valuable lessons
The blush taught me how to be less uptight about drinking coffee in my car
And now my car has brown stains and smells of coffee
And now I cannot forget the good times we had in the car
They invade my nostrils every time I drive
Like I am snorting memories
This blush thinks I should tell you
That the way your arm flexes a little
And the elegant curvature of your muscular geometry
When you wave to me from a distance
Makes me blush
It thinks it’s important that I do this.
It has moved my heart to my sleeve
Which is not where hearts should live
But it is where my heart is now.
bitty did figure skating and jack does hockey and tater’s parents were a figure skater and a hockey player so basically what i’m gathering here is that if jack and bitty were to have a child it would be alexi mashkov
“Don’t say that you love me more than I love you. Trust me, you are the glorious sun to me, my everything and I love you with all my heart.”
“Repeat after me; I am worthy, I am worthy, I am worthy…and believe it, ‘cause you are.”
“Darling, perfect is just a word. Perfection is impossible and chasing after it will lead you nowhere. Just do your best and accept that the result is good.”
“When the most broken put themselves back together, they become the most beautiful angels. It’s okay if it’s sloppy or if a crack is still left open, you’re even more ethereal to me.”
“The longest and most difficult roads in life end in the best places. Be patient and keep going.”
“So what if the world is complex and overwhelming? So what if you can’t do it all, can’t be the best? Stop focusing on your image and focus on yourself. You have these years on this earth, enjoy them, don’t overthink it. “
“I’m love with your mind, soul and body.”
“The best thing you can do in life is to love yourself and let your passion help others to love themselves too.”
“I know you may feel alone right now but just remember how big the world is. How many souls will love you for who you are. They’re out there, don’t worry. Just get through, explore and you’ll find them. Just don’t forget to find yourself.”
“Can I kiss where it hurts?”
“Hey, it’s going to be fine. We’ll get through this together, hand in hand, okay?”
“It’s all about the little things. Your favorite tea, good stories, sparkly eyes, beautiful skies, the thrill of adventure, passion, the feeling of home. Enjoy them.”
“You’re not broken. Your mind is just built differently, get to know it, have a little chat with yourself. The most complicated minds tend to be the most beautiful ones, just don’t let it use you, learn to cooperate with it.”
“Hey, beautiful, you okay?”
“You’re amazing, did you know that?”
“I think I’m going blind from your beauty.”
“Everyone’s different. Everyone’s beautiful. You’re the most beautiful human I’ve met, and I’ve met myself!”
“Breathe, darling, breathe.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know that triggered you, I’ll never do it again.”
“Here, I’m going to make you some tea and we’ll watch a movie, that sound good?”
Magic is real. It’s not spells and cauldrons, no… it’s more subtle. Like, when the air seems electrified, when eyes speak more than words, when you sense something none of your normal senses detect. If you stop for a moment and look beyond, you’ll find it.“
“I know you don’t want to, but in the end, it’ll pay off. Just breathe, keep your head up and you’ll be fine.”
Ok look I’m just gonna put this out there…Sokka was the oldest male in the Southern Water Tribe, right? That’s why he was the warrior and all that jazz. Katara grew up with a bunch of old women and girls and little boys. So when Aang came along and subsequently showed interest in her, yeah, I’m not surprised they had a thing. But even if they did love each other, he was her first love. Many would call that a childish love, especially considering he was probably her first romantic love interest.
Then comes along Zuko, someone she had to hate right off the bat because he was a lil crazy (I mean, understandably) and chasing them around the world, trying to kidnap her friend/possible romantic love interest. But then things change. We see that change in the show. And when the two of them are stuck in the catacombs of Ba Sing Se, we see her attitude towards him change rapidly. Because now she’s gotten out of her childhood home and has been places and met people and learned that not everything is as simple as it once seemed. So here’s this guy that she previously hated, now opening up to her and actually trying to be a decent person. He suddenly does a 180, shattering that fragile trust she had gained in him. And it sucks.
But then Zuko goes through his metamorphosis. And Katara experiences a supreme amount of loss and struggle. She herself realizes that not every person’s history is black and white (shoutout to you, Hama). I’m sure there are tons of examples, but I’m too tired to find and list them.
ANYWAY, when Zuko comes back, apparently a changed man, it’s not surprising that she’s skeptical. She gave him the chance to prove himself before, and he failed. But then he does prove himself a thousand times over. And Katara has the life experience to understand how significant that is.
Aang is a great guy, but he’s so straight. He never really wavers in his character or morality, at least not to the extent that Zuko does. Katara helps Aang in so many ways with her kindness and strength and generosity. But to me it just seemed so one-sided (again, I’m sure there are examples that counter that, but overall it just seemed one-sided). The fact that Katara is able to find it in herself to forgive Zuko, and the fact that Zuko is deserving of forgiveness, and the fact that they help each other grow, is monumental.