"I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words."


i feel like people who eat breakfast really have their lives together

(Source: menstruate, via whereimperfectionisbeautiful)

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What Is Real Love?

I’d like to make something clear about love… I believe that deep down each one of us knows what real love is but, despite than knowledge, along the way we get extremely confused. So confused, that we want to turn something that isn’t love into love so…