in the course of living 18
years, i know now what is my happiness.
it's not relaying on a person anymore,
but on doing things that make me happy.

my happiness doesn't come from a person,
but from objects.
music, writings, photography, nature and more.

i've learned that if you rely on
people to bring you happiness, it will never come.
on the other hand, they won't even show
you positive sides to life.
and i learned this the hard way.

my happiness is enjoying
the things i love to do and making
myself happy rather than relying
on others to do it for me.