How do people become happy?I watchHow do people become happy?7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
People who laugh
People who smile
People who have fun
and I think to myself, “How do people become 'happy'”?
When I was a kid, I felt this feeling. This feeling of happy. This feeling came when I am with my family. When I’m with my friends. When I’m just having fun.
But now, as a teen, “happy” is gone. My friends have left me. I'm not close to my family anymore.
Everyone around me are feeling this “happy”. I can see it. They are smiling and laughing. Friends chat with each other and laugh. Families play games together. Couples hold hands with content looks on their faces. How can I become happy?
We all know this feeling. It’s a good feeling. Some of us can describe it. Some of us cannot. I am one of those people who cannot, for I had forgotten how “happy” feels like.
I’m jealous of those people who are happy.
Everyday isn’t exactly a day of sadness. More like a neutral feeling. A gray
Art and points giveaways:iconririchuu: :icondecora-chan:Art and points giveaways2 years ago in Personal More Like This
My Last Mistake Dave x Reader (x Surprise!)My Last Mistake Dave Elizabeth Strider x Reader x Surprise!My Last Mistake Dave x Reader (x Surprise!)4 months ago in Romance More Like This
It took some time to see the truth,
With puppy eyes, I was a fool.
You played your cards right!
In a game made two!
==> (Y/n): Be ready to burst into tears.
You are ready to burst into tears. Under the brim of your hat, you watch from a distance as your boyfriend of 3 years kiss your arch nemesis. Who was that? You know, Terezi Pyrope. She wanted to be a defence attourney, well you wanted to be a prosecutor! Automatic rivalry. And, you always knew she had a thing for Dave. That may or may have not been the real reason.
You had moved out to L.A. with Dave to help launch his directing career, and, things havn't been looking hot for you. Your best friend, and, as he calls you, 'Moirail', Andrew had warned you about Dave when you first set your eyes on him. Oh, how you wished you listened.
It's not safe, she blurs my vision.
Leaving her's the right desision!
Just pack my bags and head on home,
'Cause next to you I don't belo
I won't give up (Songfic): Dave x Readerwww.youtube.com/watch?v=O1-4u9W-... (<---Song)I won't give up (Songfic): Dave x Reader6 months ago in Romance More Like This
When I look into your eyes, it's like watching the night sky. Or a beautiful sun rise. There's so much they hold. And just like them old stars. I see that you've come so far, to be right where you are. How old is your soul?
There was something about her.
Something that just captivated me every time I saw her. Maybe it was her eyes and how they'd sparkle like a sky full of stars. And how they'd warm you up inside as if you're watching the sun rise. They were so bright and beautiful, just like her. She was loved by most and still so selfless. She was wise and creative and down to earth. It's as if she'd already lived a million lives and learned all the lesson. There was a story in her eyes that would draw you in and keep you hoping that you could be a part of it.
Well I wont give up on us. Even if the skies get
Memory (Dave Strider x Reader)Memory (Dave Strider x Reader)4 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
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This is for the lions living in the wiry broke down frames of my friends bodies.
When the flood water comes, it ain't gonna be clear. It’s gonna look like mud.
But I will help you swim.
I will help you swim.
I'm gonna help you swim.
He remembered her oh so clearly. They met in a coffee shop, on the corner of parkland street, across from the old church yard. She was at in the corner booth, staring out of the window as the rain splashed down on the pavement as the civilians hurried to get home. The leaves of the trees were dusted with the colours of autumn, bright red and orange leaves littering the paths. Her attention was so focused on the mesmerising colours of Autumn that she didn't notice him when he first walked in. The bell above the door rang out across the store as he took a step through the doorway, hands in the pocket of his scarlet hoodie as he walked over to counter, catching the attention of