“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 are 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.”