Against seemingly impossible odds, I’ve seen some people exactly for who they truly are, including all the beauty and ugly alike. Somehow I’ve come to love everything in its entirety just as it is. I don’t care if they never change, I’ll still love everything about them even when they push me to my very limits of tolerance with their bs. It’s all those beautiful imperfections that I love about people. Even when they don’t love me back, it makes no difference. I’m not “in-love” I’ve found love as a whole and that’s something that comes from within and makes me a better person for it. This kind of love is something that doesn’t just disappear because you’ve become disenchanted with someone. It’s a part of you that you can take with you no matter where you go and it gives you strength and inner tranquility always. It has nothing to do with external variables. – Jennifer Sebits