“We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it. In many ways, unwise love is the truest love. Anyone can love a thing because. That’s as easy as putting a penny in your pocket. But to love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.”

To love is to sacrifice. 

We toss around the word love as easily as a leaf is blown by the wind. We love our family and our friends. We also love the new shoes we bought or that movie we saw last night. We love how beautiful the weather is at the dawn of a new spring season and we love the first snow of winter. We love traveling and seeing the world; we love what we love. But to truly love something is to sacrifice without a second thought. It's as easy as breathing; as easy as a leaf drifting with the breeze of the wind.


Edit Sweater - similar here, here and here || Zara Dress {worn as skirt} - similar here and here || Madewell Boots || Mansur Gavriel Bag || Biltmore for Madewell Hat {sold out} - similar here

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