I don’t like them innocent.
I like people who text me drunk in the middle of the night. I like Van Gough who cut off his ear and gave it to the prositute he was in love with. Dear God. I hope to be that bold. I like people who are unafraid to be themselves. Messy. Sloppy. Beautiful. Flawed. Perfect.
I immediately fall in love with anyone who shows me their raw, naked soul. Give me the dripping, broken pieces of your pain and I will weld poems of stained glass. To be honest in a world filled with pleasant fantasies and lies is the definition of bravery.
Everyone will laugh at you when you fall out on the pavement at the most inappropriate times. But, maybe God is really in the details. Because, when people say you shouldn't care so much what they really mean is that they don't care. But, I don't understand when being numb became sophisticated.
Everything beautiful in the world was a result of wild passion. Great works of art that drove people mad. Painting. Filming. Writing. Deep into the night. When people wear apathy as armor, it doesn't mean they're strong it means they're hiding behind layers of protection.
I either love or I hate. I drink too much or not enough. I either sleep all day or work all night. I don't know the definition of grey. I never did and honestly, I don't want to. #fuckgrey #redismyfavoritecolor
