Peter Buechler - Untitled, 2011-2012, oil on objet trouvé, acrylic glass box
I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.
(via lovesongsguidemyway)
I Hate This
I hate how miss you more than anything in the world.
I hate how you sleep one floor above me, and I am to afraid to venture up there.
I hate how your leaving
I hate how I gave up a wonderful opportunity to chase after you
I hate how you don’t care
I hate how attractive you are to me
I hate how I still love you.
5 days ago on May 17, 2013 at 10:35am
