date a tall boy with black hair. date a boy who will hate the world with you. date a boy who drinks tea and will sit with you by the fire. date a boy with honour. date a boy who needs to capture the avatar to restore his honour. date prince zuko.
I leave the number and a short
message on every green Volvo
Is anything wrong?
I miss you.
The phone rings constantly.
One says, Are you bald?
Another, How tall are you in
your stocking feet?
Most just reply, Nothing’s wrong.
I miss you, too.
- The Ubiquity Of The Need For Love, Ronald Koertge (via marisais)
- Hannah Betts, from her article in The Guardian, “Oh how we fret about girls growing up.”
Makes me sooooo happy. Just dance.