umm excuse me avatar I see a little more than four elements
yes hello I am the last barium bender
I’m crying brb
do you ever listen to a song and remember exactly what life was like when you first heard it
If the boy who draws
let’s you look over his shoulder.
If the poet
and shows you her words.
If the girl who sings for the shower only,
hums a song
in front of you.
Know that you’re no longer a person
but the air
that fills their lungs.
When the world perishes,
and all things cease to exist,
you’ll remain inside an ink stain,
a paint brush,
— Alaska Gold