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.
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I love this so much. |
confrontingwhitegirlprivilege:
I threw a stick but Bean came back with this. Hours later and I still can’t stop laughing.
BEAN NO
DEAD
I can’t even breathe I’m laughing so hard
