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bright
cheerful
delighted
blissful
ecstatic
elated
overjoyed
glee­ful
i made a friend!!!!!
Skye Mar 26
Why am I not happy
Everything is okey
Nothing bad
And even if..
Nothing big just minor bad
Should be happy
Should be grateful
Should be okey
But no
Spiraling into negativity
Why...
Why is the usual not working
Why...
I should be okey
But I'm not...
miy Apr 5
living their first time too.
expecting they know everything.  
sweet and sour at the same time.
painful, not living up to their dreams.
i’ll try my best, for both of you, for everything you did and everything you couldn’t do.
feelings i had and have towards my parents lately, it’s their first time living too
It's not learning to do without flour,
Or to like new substitutions.
It's steps on a road to be happier,
To be healthier,
To be you.
Trader Joes has amazing gluten free options
I pray for her safety,
The world is scary.
I pray for her happiness,
She deserves joy.
I pray for her,
That not even a hair will bother her.
I wish I could be there always
It's real nice to know,
That at the end of that day,
We will be the same.

I love you like no other
If you're lonely,
Start greeting strangers on the street,
A funny thing starts to happen,
When you stop to say 'Hello!'

If you're looking for a real remedy,
So you can feel real happy,
Always remember to smile,
Wherever you find yourself.

I'd bet a five dollar bill,
Strictly on your life filling up,
After you begin to say hey,
Whether it's a passerby, or a new friend.
A smile and a nod goes a long way.
Aarav Mar 24
The river flows here and goes
Under the wooden floorboards,
Under my happy, shoeless feet
Walking the bridge behind the roads.
Shh, listen: listen up close.

Leaves, many, plenty to touch.
Rustle: speak the winds from here,
The river seems a little trickle
Beside my grateful, rippling tear,
Flowing down my cheek in cheer.

Trees in bounty, near and far,
Gifts for us who cherish the presents.
Far on the riverside, there on the hill and
Here by the bridge in perfect presence,
Hiding, then shining a golden magnificence.

The evening sundown. Red on the river
And crisp dressing for velvet clovers.
The scent of nature, of everything, resounds
Much as the blues of the river flow over,
And I breathe it in: a breezy windhover.

Perhaps, back home, I would only imagine:
Crimson reds and riverbed blues.
Now, out here on the bridge by the river,
I take this home in ones and twos.
A walk in the woods: my reds and blues.
Sweet rustles, golden skies, riveting rivers — and me.🌿
This movie of mine is ending,
And I don't want a sequel.
Just leave it here,
Let it be.
I'm finally in a good place again,
I think I'd like to stay.
So here's a cheers for good days,
Let's keep it that way.
        Hey!
Slightly inspired by the works of Qualyxian Quest
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