I fucking love people who become more themselves with age. Stranger taste. Clearer boundaries. Louder laugh. Less interest in impressing random people. Watching somebody slowly stop auditioning for the world is fucking beautiful.
You are allowed to experience joy while things in your life are unresolved. If you postpone happiness until everything is perfect, you’ll be postponing it forever.
Uno en instagram le hizo un posteo por el cumpleaños a su novia y le puso " descubrí con vos la belleza de compartir los momentos que disfrutaba solo"
Buen día.
i think one of the most romantic things about being alive is that another person can alter the architecture of your life so completely that new versions of you begin to exist. not every part of you is waiting to be uncovered. some are formed through being known by someone else