i love strange and chaotic friends who will cut your hair in the kitchen at 2 am.
i love people who knit and make jewelry and paint and write poetry and sing and dance and cook and grow plants. people who pull off on the side of the road to look at a snake. people who like to sit and talk for hours and people who like to sit in silence while you work on separate projects or read. people who fill their lives with passions beyond drinking and watching tv shows, but when they do that they cry during sad scenes.
people who enjoy life despite the horror of living and sometimes because of it. people who let you wear their clothes and sleep in their bed. people who care with their whole selves. i love people.















