“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.”