I like broken people with broken eyes and broken smiles. I like people who feel too much and have seen even more. I like people who are silent because they appreciate how sometimes words can’t explain the moment. I like people who find themselves in the most unusual places, where they go to fall apart in solitude. I admire these people, I look up to these people and I appreciate these people, for they know more about true love than anyone else.
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