I don’t chase happiness no more—I just protect my peace. See, happiness be coming and going like the weather, but peace? That’s something you gotta guard like it’s gold. I stopped running after people, stopped forcing vibes, and started choosing me—quiet mornings, real energy, and a life that don’t need explaining. That’s peace. That’s real happiness to me.
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