This is something I wrote when I was severely pissed off.
I don’t feel this way anymore obviously but I still think it’s neat.

Do you exist through someone else, and their unhappiness is a reflection of who you are.

Something I wrote when I felt down.

Value, price, pay.

Poetry.

I feel like shit.

What are the emotions that you feel when you are having a cold war with your partner?

Why do I say that we will always have tears in our eyes?

Emptiness.

Should we fight for our happiness?