Nurse joy handed him a pokeball.
calem was a bit confused by that. "what is with thumper? is he ok?" he asked with concern. how he could tell who was in the pokeball is beyond me.
nurse joy smiled reassuring: "don't worry, he is fine.
Pokemon, Transformation
Yeah; that's our tomorrow, either joy or for sorrow. we close our eyes and lay to sleep, and hope they'll open tomorrow...
guaranteed to no one,
tomorrow is just
another day...
sadness, joy,
or no fun,
tomorrow's
a day away...
Angst, Depression, Dream, Poetry, Real Life, Wandering, anxiety, enjoyment, hope, suffering, tomorrow, uncertainty, wonder
Its about the conflict between despair of having things in your life fall out of your control, but its also about how the other things in your life give joy and reasons to enjoy the life and be thankful for what you have.
Emotional, Poetry, conflict, life
Life is something more than that it's about the awe and wonder of meeting different people forming friendships and having a family and with those you experience happiness, joy, love, and also pain, anger, betrayal.
Clean, eulogy
Nurse joy yelled out, "get a stretcher, and bring out jynx we're gonna need a translator.
"no need for that," and nurse joy jumped.
"you're psychic?" she said in a bewildered tone.
"yes, but i think you have more important matters to attend to.
Battle, Charmeleon, Clean, Pokemon
A deep joy lifted my tired heart at the sight of another being, even one as queer as her. i tried to greet her calmly, not wishing to startle her with the shout of joy my soul wanted to give, but only a small choked sound came from me.
Fantasy, WritingGroupChallenge
My parents greeted us with joy and my mate was accepted without hesitance into the family. it felt so great to return home to all my beloved.
this journey has changed and rewarded me beyond imagination. i truly feel, i was surrounded by joy and luck.
Death from cold, Ice, Love, No-Yiff, Western Dragon, life, memory
At empty pockets and eviction notices we'd grin,
but we knew those moments soon would end,
and new ones would take their place:
new sorrow, and new joy.
Friendship, Poem, Poetry, Wolf
Be joyous that others can experience joy
my outer kind peaks, as i rarely do,
be silent that mothers can recount the story.
story of my life, one of clouds and thunderstorms.
M/solo, No-Yiff, Not Depressing this time!, Poetry