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Happiness, what it is, where does it come from? I really never found the answer, but in some moments of clarity i've found my self smiling with no real reason.
It's addictive like the air we breath or the water we drink, and we recent its absence.
Does it really exist and if it exists, who is hording it all?
Don't know if happines exist truely in a way that people think it does.
For me, i've found that i tend to smile more when i'm simply able to be me.
When your partner truly understands you and let's you be you, with your faults and kinks.
But how many are willing to go there, to let you free to be you?
How many can mach you as you are?
Not many, i've found.
And those that do?
They have strange tendency to dissapear from your life.
Guess there is no-one else to blame, exept for me, my self and i.
Some people say that im just and asshole, but i'm a Happy Asshole.
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