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“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 have forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people make when a 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, with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.”   -Unknown
Honesty
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