Love is when you accept a person with all their failures, stupidities, and ugly points, and see perfection in imperfection itself.
when I do’t feel like cleaning my room
- I shove everything under my bed
I place all my clothes in my closet and voila
Can you commit to your ideals?
Even if you think nothing of it,
are you willing to allow others to think the world of it,
and of you?” —Saul Williams, “Pedagogue of Young Gods” (via babyboygreen)
fake it for while;
lie through your teeth,
bite your tongue,
soon it’ll be
just like the truth
The thoughts that we think about ourselves when we’re lonely are usually lies - lies that sound so much like the truth.