S.O.D boyz

i fucking hate when you keep talking about the guy that hurt you.but whatever it is there’s something slowly igniting in my heart.i hope i could make some way in your heart.and i dont wish you to know another bad things about me.im trying hard to change for the better thanks : )

indecisive.

i hope this past days on the phone i could cheer you up and make you forget about your relationship.i feel comfortable with you and finally you made me realize something which i forgotten long ago.i hope nothing could get in our way but if my past do haunt me back and decided to put you down then i apologise.i don’t want you to know about my past but if you do then i hope we could still remain in contact.thanks for making me realize something i forgotten long ago : )

my block.

MARRIAGE

When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.. I raised the topic calmly.

She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Dew. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.

She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Dew so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Dew.

When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce.
She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.

She requested that everyday for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning.. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Dew about my wife’s divorce conditions.. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully..

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time.. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.

On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Dew about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mum out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy.

I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead.. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other any more. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.

At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed – dead.

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage.

Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

holiday love.

sorry but busy i update briefly.been a busy and a rocky moment for me and my buddy.secondly back to my past won’t be nice to anybody like i said before ok maybe a lil.and i won’t regret the decision i will be making soon trust me its where i think for years and finally come to a decision where im not regretting risking anything. take care and enjoy your day ahead of you peeps till i update in gazzilion days maybe

statue.

i won’t be so nice to anyone anymore.fuck you all for showing your trues colour.i be my old self get the hell out i won’t be nice trust me.

purple and roche

been busy whole body aching.3 years and still no improvement.need to buy soon.won’t stop i love someone who i have ditch last time i need my fix i don’t care.stupid go change now no business haha.kk not going out today till i update again.i love hazzy but i love my stuff more than anything sorry : P.

cool h-whip

ok let me summarise yesterday.meet wan,man,man,feeq.after which catch the train to simei then go sompet house which i took taxi to home go out to kembangan and back home and today sitting at home maybe tomorrow going out kk take care people byez

barely legal.

  wan aku shorten kan kau so kau da book out kau leh baca eh.bila2 kjjkj nye ngan man pon kite same2 hahah.and welcome the the rich paradise of the kjjkj people. 

kk ni part for my “monyet”friend farha.

sorry eh gamba takde malas ah nak curi hahahhaha.ok what to say eh ok la the best dudette i known so far fun great to talk always disturbing me but slowly im mindmapping on how to disturb her back and always entertain me with her minah tone opps terbilang sorry eh farha : P.ok ni minah da finally put on braces and when i talk to her i said girls with braces looks hot die puji diri sendiri -__- ye la ye la kasi chance ah hot la hot la : S.ok la what to type tu je ah okk kk da byeeeee

war in your bedroom

it’s a war in your bedroom baby,i cut my tongue for just your taste : P

im sorry but i have lost faith in myself in everything.now i understand what life’s has it for people in this world

feel it

 for once the world is a place filled with misery lust and sadness.never in this world where one would not even suffocate with misery for one time.i guess life show us that living is not all about happiness.life would not be there for you when you feel down.the only one who know it is yourself.for the past years i’ve been suffocating with lies misery and sadness but i guess thats life.where you would live alone and leave this world in alone and by then it would be in peace leaving this cruel world although all the deeds you are done are going to determine where you would be when you leave this world.not even once where i feel the happiness for even a short moment of time.everytime when things are turning good suddenly everything fell apart.thats why i get fix and rest my mind off this misery and cruel world.for once i thought you are going to be mine with all those things we share but i guess it doesn’t turn out the wa i hope for.oh well in this world you never be able to solve neverending problems that keep bottling up everytime.slowly this faith and trust are slowly fading away leaving me to settle it on my own.