| Hope | Love | Passion | Hate | Resentment | Envy | Indifference | Confidence |Insecurity |Greed | Desire | Optimism | Spite | Hostility | Kindness | Warmth |Intelligence | Experience |Trauma | Aggression | Gentleness |  Arrogance | Pride |Lust | Cruelty | You’re soft | You’re trusting | You seem honest | You’re humble |You’re cold | You’re closed off | You’re reserved and guarded | You’re unfeeling |You’re remorseless | You’re heartless | You’re inhuman |You’re frightening | You’re frightened | You’re devious | You’re unpredictable |You’re struggling | You’re lost |You’re broken | You’re disheartened | You seem headstrong |You seem difficult |You’re stubborn | I see hope | I see purpose | I see absolute conviction |I see compassion | I see a shining light | I see shattered remains | I see something familiar|I see a friend | I see an enemy | I see a lover | I see thirst for blood | I see malicious intent |I see pity |You’re pitiful | I see darkness | You’re unwavering | You’re pure |You’re noble |

Temp came up and squeezed Pasha, smiling widely at her. She was so fond of her. Her lips kissed one cheek, letting the other be. “We’ll miss you. And see you soon.”

“Murphy. Travis gets horny, which I don’t wanna know, or ornery. Which is a pain in the ass. Murph, I can handle.”

[text: Lou Moon] I just filed a patent. We should celebrate.