I don’t have sob stories like all of you. I could sit here and complain how our mom liked Zuko more than me. But I don’t really care. My own mother thought I was a monster… She was right of course, but it still hurt.
Katara: What are you doing?!
Zuko: Keeping rocks from crushing you.
Katara: Okay, I’m not crushed. You can get off me now.
all the four elements out of paper
PS CS 5.1
Take with credit :)