The other day, after a long night of drinking my weight in mischief, my boyfriend and I laid in our wrecked hotel room and laughed at not only how miserable we felt, but how absolutely terrible we looked. I grabbed his hand and realized, there will never be anyone on this planet who ever gets me like he does and that my friends, is freaking awesome. Life is all about the small moments when you realize that everything makes sense even when it shouldn’t. It’s not about the cars and clothes and material shit, it’s about the moments you make and the love you give and take.
"I was just looking at him and something happened. It wasn’t an explosion of emotions, or butterflies of love in my heart. It was a more of slow and subtle creeping of feelings, that finally, when there was enough of them, it leaked into my heart and I noticed him differently."
