There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self.
- Ernest Hemingway
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 fall
in love with people and their honest moments. I fall in love with
their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just
too beautiful to ever put into words.