Install Steam
sign in
|
language
简体中文 (Simplified Chinese)
繁體中文 (Traditional Chinese)
日本語 (Japanese)
한국어 (Korean)
ไทย (Thai)
Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
Bahasa Melayu (Malay) BETA
Български (Bulgarian)
Čeština (Czech)
Dansk (Danish)
Deutsch (German)
Español - España (Spanish - Spain)
Español - Latinoamérica (Spanish - Latin America)
Ελληνικά (Greek)
Français (French)
Italiano (Italian)
Magyar (Hungarian)
Nederlands (Dutch)
Norsk (Norwegian)
Polski (Polish)
Português (Portuguese - Portugal)
Português - Brasil (Portuguese - Brazil)
Română (Romanian)
Русский (Russian)
Suomi (Finnish)
Svenska (Swedish)
Türkçe (Turkish)
Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
Українська (Ukrainian)
Report a translation problem

Why so serious, my friend,
why such the long face,
be happy, even if it's just pretend;
it's life you must embrace.
Life is short, so live for today,
no need to stress over it all;
just listen to my words, and obey,
before you headbutt the wall.
I was once serious, and stressed,
acting like a fish out of water,
flopping all over floor, but I digress,
let's get back to the subject, as we oughtta.
Take the time to laugh out loud,
it's really good for your health;
being serious is like living in a shroud,
but happiness is your spiritual wealth.
That's it, relax your facial muscles,
a smile is about to appear on the horizon,
I do believe a laugh is about to hustle
stress right out the door, as the sun is rising.
Isn't it fun that you can smile,
being serious just shortens your life;
happiness is the latest style,
now you're free from all this strife.
𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 𝓪𝓱𝓱 𝓶𝓮𝓷 ❤️
( ̳• · • ̳) ~ ♡ You’re purrfect ♡
/ づ ~ ┗━━━━━━━━┛
love u love u
I love you I l I love you I l
I love you I love you I love you
I love you you I love you
I love you I love you
I love you I love you
I love you I love you
I love you I love you
I love you I love you
I love you I love
you I love
💖you❤︎
💗
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡴⠋⠀⢀⡤⣖⡫⠭⠭⠭⠭⣍⣑⣒⣒⣒⣻⠭⢝⠲⣄⡀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⢀⡾⠁⠠⢖⡽⣪⡑⠬⡭⠭⢙⡄⠀⠀⠀⢐⠒⠒⠒⢤⠀⠀⠹⡄⠀⠀
⠀⠀⣠⡞⠁⠀⠀⢈⡜⠁⠁⣠⣭⣄⠐⢈⢦⠀⠀⢠⠒⠈⠉⣩⠉⠲⢄⢷⡀⠀
⠀⡴⡻⢛⣩⠥⣄⡙⢆⢀⠄⠛⠿⠋⠀⠅⡼⠁⠲⣇⠁⠀⠺⣿⠗⠀⢄⡧⡹⡆
⢸⢱⢀⡏⠀⣰⣄⡉⠀⠉⠒⠛⠓⠚⣚⡉⠀⠀⠀⢯⣐⠠⠴⠤⠄⡒⠛⢸⢰⡇
⢸⡄⡈⡇⠉⢻⡀⠙⢳⣦⣄⡉⠉⠁⣏⠤⠦⠄⠀⠀⡽⠇⠄⡀⢀⣿⡄⡊⢲⠇
⠀⠻⣌⠒⠀⠈⣿⣶⣬⣧⣀⠉⠙⡷⠶⠤⢤⣄⣘⣛⣁⣠⣤⠖⡏⢻⡇⢠⡏⠀
⠀⠀⠘⢧⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣧⣤⣀⣸⣇⣀⣸⣀⣀⣼⣤⣿⣾⣷⠘⡇⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠘⢧⡀⢸⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⡇⠀
And bread I broke with you was more than bread;
Now that I am without you, all is desolate;
All that was once so beautiful is dead.
Your hands once touched this table and this silver,
And I have seen your fingers hold this glass.
These things do not remember you, belovèd,
And yet your touch upon them will not pass.
For it was in my heart you moved among them,
And blessed them with your hands and with your eyes;
And in my heart they will remember always,—
They knew you once, O beautiful and wise.