I’ve always found beauty in the strangeness of others. I fall in love with crooked smiles, weird personalities, the flaws instead of the perfections, the richness of people’s passions, their quirks, the talents they pursue, the people who quietly blend into the background like a wallflower. The awkward, the timid, the shy, the outcasts, the punks, the pessimists, the people striving to be who they truly are. Those are my kinds of people.