I’ve always been this type of person. You can look at my face and read EVERY single emotion. I wear my heart on my sleeve. I will tell you what I feel when I feel it (even if it comes out easier when I’m tipsy…). I always thought that this quality made me weak. Last night, the best person told me that the people who aren’t afraid to feel and let the heart lead them are the brave ones… and I realized it’s completely true. I may get hurt… maybe REALLY badly… but at least in this moment, I feel completely alive. I can feel love and give love and not be afraid of what may happen in 2 days, 2 months or even a year from now. So, I’ll continue to wear my heart on my sleeve and one day someone is gonna take it and protect it… but until then, I will not change anything out of the fear of getting hurt ❤️
I don’t know why, but love this photo.