Romans & histoires Happiness Starts With You

Mancy leaned back in her chair and grinned at me. I walked to the front of my desk, facing my teammates. “As I told you before, my mom died when I was young. Dad often mentioned that she was a wonderful woman and that she always smiled, despite the dreadful illness consuming her body. Later, my dad found out she kept a special journal with quotes and phrases about happiness. Based on them, my mom created several hundred tips on how to be happy…” I drew a deep breath and smiled. “I want to use them in a special app that could help people be happy every day.” Kei's brows knitted as he processed my words. “How do you plan on doing this?”

“You knew how much I loved him” Kimora couldn’t help but glance between them. Sensing the tension building, she intervened in an attempt to defuse the escalating tension. “Larisa dear, I know it hurts, I’m not in your shoes right now to know how pained you are. Dwelling in the past won’t change anything. You’re an amazing person. One day, you’ll meet someone who appreciates you and would forever be faithful to you” “You heard her. Focus on making yourself happy. Your worth is not determined by someone who chooses to be with someone else” Ava added softly. Larisa looked at Daisy from head to toe and sighed deeply.

I just can't I am not selfish She love him I CAN'T .......... Whyyy???? Whyyyy God ????? I was feeling like someone squeezed my heart and make it vulnerable. Keep her happy God. I just want her happiness My happiness lies within her happiness only. My pain will be eased soon But please keep her happy in her life Always Let her live her life happily. Please ...........… . . . Aslamulaikum everyone Hello to all of you Hope you're doing well So , here is the next update

I looked down. "If you say so," Mom had sighed. "But I want you to know that your happiness should come first, okay? Whatever happens, you come first. You're still young, my baby, and you have a lot to live for," The door opened and I walked...my happiness.

The soft musical instruments began and we started the song happy for you by Lukas Graham. Once you left I went to space I'm not ready for this change Where are you, where are you I can't help but wonder Are you ready are you ready now Do you forgive me am I something you can talk about Well I'm Happy, I'm happy, I'm happy for youuuuuuuuh, happy for youuuuuuuuh Just wanna be happy to Love you hate you all the same Either way it takes up space, Well I'm happy, I'm happy, I'm happy

AURORA- Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Our life isn’t normal. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person. Happiness detests me… I'm a detestable person.

It was surprising though, cause I had wanted this for the past six years right? But now that I had finally gotten it,I did not feel elated or whatsoever, I just felt indifferent, infact I did not feel happy at all and it was kind of weird cause I had always thought this would help get me happy a little when I had finally gotten it for the first time In six years.

Never Again 🌷 “Promise Yourself To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind. To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet. To make all your friends feel that there is something in them To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true. To think only the best, to work only for the best, and to expect only the best. To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own. To forget the mistakes of the past

Everything feels fragile. Like one wrong move and everything shatters. I just want to sleep. Forget. Breathe. But something stops me. There’s paper taped to my door. Small. Folded. My heart starts pounding again. Slow. Heavy. Bad feeling. Very bad. I peel it off. Hands shaking. Open it. Just one word. Written in thick black ink. Ugly. Messy. Aggressive. STOP. My stomach drops. No name. No explanation. Just that.

he motivated her. “Patricia, I can’t feel your pain, but I understand it’s difficult to forget. But, all you have to do is take your mind off their existences, “Happiness is a choice, not a result. Nothing will make you happy until you choose to be happy. No person can make you happy unless you decide to be happy. Your happiness will not come to you, it can only come from you, “You have to be happy. You must be happy now that you are back to stay. There's no way you won’t cross part with them. You can’t let them see you sad or weak.”