Today I noticed, moreso than usual, that there are so many beautiful people in my life that I don’t really notice. If you take people at face value, or how you perceive them to be, you will never know the hidden stories, the inner kindness, the fact that there’s more than meets the eye. It may not be conventional beauty, but they are beautiful people, and I’m happy I have had the pleasure of them touching my life for however brief a moment it may be.
“There’s good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad.” I used to relate to this, but now I sort of feel like that’s the negative way of looking at life. There is good in a lot of people, and as much as I claim to hate people, and even though it sometimes hurts to put your heart and soul into something that isn’t reciprocated… The highs are worth the lows. The pleasure is worth the pain. That optimism, however unfounded it may be, actually makes me pretty fucking happy. I hope people give me the same chance that I’m starting to give them.
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