blithe
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Last published Wed, Dec 2, 2015
blithe
blīT͟H,blīTH/
adjective
happy or joyous.
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iris grey strives for perfection as she truly believes that being flawless will make her happy.
thomas steel concluded that he will never be happy as his life was and still is demolished.
but who knew a tiny encounter could ignite a whole emotion
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