Smile. even if your heart is dripping blood: Quote Notebook/Journal for Writing:: 6"x 9" 120 pages + Ruled Pages Planner + Diary + Composition Notebook

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Is it okay if I follow you out? My parents always told me to follow my dreams,” Chan continues as he steps out of the house after his wife. His words reach two of their neighbours strolling across the street outside of their house, and the two of them can’t help but snort with laughter as they take in Y/N’s aghast expression, mingled with Chan’s smug one. Chan looks surprised. “Of course! I’d let you stay here all the time but I think your mother would realise where you’re actually going,” he laughs, hugging her tighter. “But you’re not going anywhere tonight. We’re going to stay like this, okay?” Groaning at the pain in her throat, Y/N sits huddled on the sofa, with a huge blanket wrapped around her body and head, only her eyes visible. She looks like a ball of fluff, but feels like she’s been rammed over by a train, and she sniffs, feeling dead. Yes,” Y/N breathes, her voice almost inaudible even to her own ears. She hopes he doesn’t catch on to her crying, as she is being as quiet as possible. Noah softly drums his fingers on the desk, sinking further into his oversized hoodie. His eyes scan the comments and he sits up when he reads a particular one that catches his attention.

Thanks Y/N, you’re the best!” Changbin guffawed as he grabbed the sushi. He ran to their table in excitement and Y/N snorted with quiet laughter at his enthusiasm. “Oh - we promise!”

Noah’s Room

Put some clothes on,” Y/N grumbles, turning away with a smile that seems to be automatically growing across her face. Like that one scene in Harry Potter,” Jisung joins in suddenly, laughter bubbling up inside of him. “You know when they’re in front of the bogart … and they have to imagine it in stupid stuff.” M … that’s me,” Chan mumbles quietly against her mouth, flushing even more at the thought of someone seeing them. Half of him wilts when she finally lets go of him; he wants her to continue holding him. But the other half of him sighs in relief … he doesn’t fancy another awkward encounter. Aren’t you eating?” Y/N asked suddenly. The bridge of her nose was pink, Chan’s gaze causing heat to rise up in her cheeks. The boy pouts, his caramel like eyes widening with hurt. He clutches at the hem of the blanket and fiddles at it with his fingers, his cheeks reddening.

Sky nods and the ghost vanishes, presumably down another small path to scare the next unassuming people. The twelve year old sighs and waits for the whimpering adults to get up onto their feet, brushing off their clothes as they go. Jisung flashed her with a toothy grin. He then nudged her towards Chan’s bedroom, his eyes crinkling. “Have fun.” Okay!” Chan cuts them all off before Felix can join in on the agreement train. “Okay, I get it. You’re all mean.” Blinking, you turn your head and your mouth falls open slightly as you see what he’s pointing; a dozen or so shooting stars fly across the vast sky, leaving what looks like sparkling fairy dust in their wake. The sight makes you forget everything negative you were thinking about previously, and you stay staring at the starry sky with Chan’s bubble of comfort surrounding you. Y/N on the other hand, despite herself, blushes. She bites her lip and grins, a bubble of laughter escaping from her mouth.

Hazrat Ali quotes about personality

Feel the adrenaline, acceleration,” Jisung suddenly yells, and the room erupts into laughter all over again. Chan can’t help but splutter with laughter too and he drops his head down onto Y/N’s shoulder, the girl shaking against him. Don’t develop a friendship with the enemy of your friend; otherwise, your friend will turn into an enemy.

Both you and my parents leave bruises on my body,” I say, eyes shutting at the sensation. “But why is it I prefer the ones you leave?”There is no good in silence when it comes to knowledge, just as there is no good in speaking when it comes to ignorance. The seventeen year old in question suddenly throws his arm around the clown, and he grins his perfect grin at the camera. “Say hi to the clown, guys.” He suddenly laughs, a squeak emitting from his mouth when he reads another comment. That’s what your dad used to say about his dad. The commemoration of Hazrat Ali's birthday shows us we are all fortunate to have Allah's blessings in our life at all times. Warm wishes on Hazrat Ali’s birthday.