Seriously. Does it ever occur to her?
Maybe one day she’ll be like “Hey Tenzin! I FUCKED YOUR MOM,” and moonwalk away like a boss.
“Korra, you lack proper focus.”
“That’s not what your mom said last life.”
I’d like you all to know that I snorted into my beverage at “That’s not what your mom said last life”.
did anybody else notice
that Mitt Romney’s logo looks like a man’s finely sculpted ass
Even wind chimes caused dizziness;
an ache of paper lanterns rotting
from the acacias. Perhaps the L
in my name makes you sad,
evokes a film where a woman
waves from a train. Or how
this horizon wants to be a hymn.
If you listen, you can
hear the holes in the alphabet,
sounds lit by the lamps
of our bones. Perhaps
with this page I could fashion
a boat or a very convincing window.
A dress made entirely of vowels.” —“The Synaesthete’s Love Poem,” Kristy Bowen (via smashedwordbrokenopen)