The part of me I keep for myself |
I'm just another hopeless romantic trying to find the good in life. I love seeing people smile, all kinds of art (dance, music, painting, cosmetic, honestly everything), sports, and most importantly, love. I hope to find myself, love myself, fall in love, travel, explore the world, and ultimately make a difference in it. My plan is to blog anything I like and not worry what others think for once. Let's see how this goes... |
whoever doesn’t want this kind of love is either lying or already has it:
I’ve photographed hundreds of couples. And the cynical side of me is aware that even the unhappiest couples can muster up some affection for a photograph. But these two had the sort of love that cannot be faked. They’ve been together for 35 years. Every time he talked, she looked at him with the biggest smile on her face. “He does absolutely everything for me,” she said, “I’m completely spoiled.”
The man was equally as passionate. “I used to be a butcher,” he told me. He leaned forward and lowered his voice to a whisper: “She used to come into my store. Every week I would set apart the best piece of meat for her. And look how it turned out— I ended up with the best piece of meat of them all.”
(Source: humansofnewyork)
These are starting...make me embarrassingly emotional
d’aww
Ahh, so heartwarming
See…captions like that! =)
the lady in the white pants does not approve