Novel & Cerita Sweet Funny Cheer Up Quotes

"Sweetheart, you're here." > ••••••••••••••• < Fast and abnormal beats of the heart. Simple things about him make me smile. I feel something tickles whenever he smile and laugh. It feels good whenever I'm with him, cracking some corny jokes, doing some silly stuff, and just wondering around. His smiles make me smile too, and his laughs make me laugh as well. His presence is comforting. He can always make my day in an instant.

He asks, looking at me with questions in his eyes. “Because I know no other way. I have always seen you as this positive and charming ball of energy. But I don’t know why you get serious when it is time to cheer yourself up. But don’t worry, I am here. I will be your cheerleader. Always.” I say give a light peck on his cheek.

My eyes roll back playfully, a chuckle slipping past my lips. "Ha ha, very funny, guys" . I reply sarcastically, shaking my head as I take them in. Sasha, ever the one with a sly smirk, tilts her head. Bridget, on the other hand, has that easygoing grin that always feels like home. "You're hereee" I quip, and before I know it, we’re wrapped in a tight group hug. The warmth of my best friends seeps into my bones, grounding me in a way nothing else can. For the first time today, I feel like I can breathe.

I nodded. "You were the one who told me life's not to be cried upon.It should be celebrated and not wasted moping around some douche." Only my best friend knows how to cheer me up. "C'mon get up and shower.We are going out." I shook my head. "I don't think that's a good idea." "I'm not asking doofus.Get up already." I sighed.Zita is a force to be reckoned with. "Besides you stink." "Gee thanks Zee Zee."

We're only trying to make your morning unforgettable:) Sweetcakesboy. You should actually be thanking us:) Lightweight. I will never thank you in a million years! Talkercrush. You're welcome. Lightweight. I never said thankyou. Sweetcakesboy. You're welcome because you just did;). Peachbaby. Why won't y'all listen to me😭. Sweetcakesboy. Babe I'm listening:( Lightweight. Yeah. We're all ears. Talkercrush. I second that:) Peachbaby.

I took a deep breath and read her recent post. “I’m not better, but I’m trying. Work is helping me. The flowers are cheering me up. I hope you are all doing great. Happiness is something we can find when we least expect it, we just have to open our eyes. If you see me around the city please say hi. I could really use a smile or ten. Love you all.”

she's so beautiful and I tell her everyday whenever I compliment her she won't believe me and its so its so that she don't see what I see but every time she ask me do I look ok? I say When I see your face there's not a thing that I would change cause your amazing just the way you are and when you smile the whole world stops and stares for a while cause your amazing just the way you are. oo her lips her lips I could kiss them all day if she let's me. and her smile her smile she hates but

“Fine.” “Fine, Scott? Just fine?,” she’s like a drill sergeant addressing new recruits. “We don’t want you to feel just fine, we want you to feel amazing, hot, and like you’re on top of the world. Everybody loves being around a confident and charming person.” “You’ve got every reason to feel amazing Scott, you look great and you’re lovely,” adds Katie in an encouraging tone. “Keep reminding yourself what a wonderful person you are and also hit great you look. You’re handsome and intelligent. Think of all that, trust me if you walk into a bar looking like this, you’ll be the most gorgeous man in there.”

Dahlia’s POV, My kids did a great job cheering sunny up for the rest part of the morning. Griffin, the last of my Quadruplets wrote an heart warming letter for sunny which he read out loud to her. Dear Aunt Sunny, Hi! Don't be sad anymore, okay? You're the best Aunt Sunny in the whole wide world! I love you so, so much! You're the loveliest person in the world, and nobody should ever make you think you're not. You're super beautiful, inside and out!

I'm happy Katie's words echoed in my throat and I couldn't help but feel proud. She was happy. I finally made her happy and I would stop at nothing to ensure that the happiness isn't something temporary but lasting. “Heyy, don't cry on your birthday,” I teased and she got up immediately. “You're right,” she sniffed and wiped her tears, “Happy tears or not, it's not good to cry on a special day like this. It'll only ruin my beautiful face.” “Well why can't we get on with the birthday plans?” Susan interrupted and I walked her to the table.