Someone wrote this in their journal. What would you write?

Te perdono porque no conozco el odio, pero nunca se me olvidara que tiraste a matar doinde estaba mi herida.

"Mors veritas Purissima est,quamquam eam timemus; vita mendacium crudelissimum est, quod omnes vivimus."

“You are the only person on this planet responsible for your needs, wants, and happiness.“ — No More Mr. Nice Guy

And into the forest I go, to lose my mind and gain my soul.

There's a kind of hurt that doesn't cry or scream it just quietly rewrites who you are.

Hard to share feelings, when your partner start judging you in whatever you share.