People look so different once you don’t care about them anymore. You begin to notice how ordinary they are, how it was your love that made them unique: That placed them in some sort of pedestal.
I love people who openly talk about their flaws and the bad, dumb and funniest shit they ever done. We get along so well. We never have one problem. Not one problem. Cause that's a real ass person. A lot of people are not honest with themselves.