Hotheaded Prince Zuko in Book 3 with his dramatic outbursts and that one time he was emo.
You are beautiful. Be your skin black, white, or in a scale between them. Be your body chubby, skinny, tall, or short. Be your eyes big or small. Be your hair long, short, straight, wavy, curly, or bald. Be there freckles, pimples, scars, or stretch marks, you are beautiful. I repeat : you are fucking beautiful. Some people will tell you that you aren’t and I leave to you two choices. The first one is to trust them, let their words sadden you, and live under insecurity. The second is million times simpler : just leave them be, put your heels on together, and be confident.
— whiteletubbies, when the night hits me
Mom, I miss you so much. I don’t why it is like this. I just miss you so much even though you are actually right here, beside me. We are not even a centimeter away. Mom, from here, I can see your cute yet unaware sleeping face. I can see that you are sleeping very soundly right now. You must be having a very good sleep. Are you probably dreaming about me?
Mom, thank you for the food you cooked me. It’s delicious as usual. In fact, your cooking is always delicious. Be it meat or vegetable, be it salty or sweet, if you are the one who cooks, the result will always taste nice. I forever thank God for the given opportunity to be able to eat your pleasant cooking every day. Thank you Mom, my best chef.
Mom, today, we got all wet because of me. It was cloudy but still you insisted on accompanying me looking for the dungaree I have always wanted to wear for so long. But on the middle of the way, it rained. I know the cold you had to feel because of it. But even though so, with that angelic smile of yours, you told me that you were glad because I was finally able to get the dungaree I wanted. I’m sorry Mom. Please don’t get sick, I’m worried.
Mom, you have to know that I feel thankful because today, I still can see you smile and hear you laugh. I still can sleep beside you and have you hugged me. I still have you with me. And I don’t know if there’s any better thing than that!
Mom, I always love falling asleep in your lap. I feel the safest here. The temperature of your lap is just magical. When it’s cold, your lap feels warm and when it’s hot, your lap feels cool. I don’t think I will ever get bored of laying there!
Mom, if there’s something I regret, it’s all those time I didn’t spend with you. That I often prioritize other things over you. You must have been lonely most of times. I’m sorry Mom,
You have always been there for me, without a single absence. But I have missed a lot of chances of being there for you. I’m sorry Mom.
Mom, I just don’t know what it was that you once ever suffered and successfully survived from for you to become this strong. I had never seen someone as strong as you are before I knew about you deeper than just “A woman who happens to be my Mom”.
Mom, thank you for always having my back. If there’s someone I owe my entire life for, it must be you. I’d trade my soul for anything in or outside the entire galaxy to keep you happy.
Mom, thank you for raising, feeding, and being with me since my first day in this world to up until now to 1000 years ahead. You are the kindest, prettiest soul.
Mom, please get enough rest and eat a lot. Please stay healthy and happy. And stay cute too! Therefore you will be able to witness me reaching my dreams and making you proud of having me as your last kid.
Mom, I love you, endlessly love you. I love you for who you were yesterday, are now, and will be tomorrow. I love you for everything that you have done, for all your mistakes and imperfections.
Mom, normally we don’t fall in love every day. Yet strangely I fall in love with you every day more than I did yesteday!
Mom, I don’t want to lose you. Losing you is the same as losing my happiness which is my biggest fear.
Mom, I’m beyond grateful for having you as my mother. You are my greatest blessing from God and I will never be able to ask for a better one. I love you Mom, thank you for perfectly loving me. I love you, always.
Start now. Start where you are. Start with fear. Start with pain. Start with doubt. Start with hands shaking. Start with voice trembling but start. Start and don’t stop. Start where you are, with what you have. Just… start.
Start now. Start where you are. Start with fear. Start with pain. Start with doubt. Start with hands shaking. Start with voice trembling but start. Start and don’t stop. Start where you are, with what you have. Just… start.
