Friday, May 27, 2011
Christian Kane - Thinking Of You
Well i know they say all goods things
Must come to some kinda of ending
We were so damn good, i guess we never stood a chance
Gonna find what you've been missin'
When that highways tried a listenin'
You'll see i'm not that easy to forget
When a new moon shines through your window
Or you hear a sad song on the radio
Then you dont know why but you just start to cry
Or you're driving round on a sunny day
And outta nowhere comes the pouring rain
Then a memory hits you right out of the blue
That's just me
Thinking of you
I'm not gonna try to stop you
Don't mean that i don't want too
If i know you, you've already made up your mind
To go on and go with your rebelieving
But a million miles between us
But you still feel me like i'm right there at your side
When a new moon shines through your window
Or you hear a sad song on the radio
Then you don't know why but you just start to cry
Or you're driving round on a sunny day
And outta nowhere comes the pouring rain
Then a memory hits you right out of the blue
That's just me
Thinking of you
And i'm thinkin' about the road your on
I'm thinkin' about you coming home
I'm wondering if you got your radio on
When you find your way to another town
An someone tries to lay it down
And a feelin' hits you right out of the blue
Its me
Thinking of you
Thats just me
Thinking of you
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Rasulullah s.a.w dan Kucingnya - akuislam.com
Diceritakan dalam suatu kisah, Nabi Muhammad SAW memiliki seekor kucing yang diberi nama Mueeza.
Suatu ketika, dikala nabi hendak mengambil jubahnya, di temuinya Mueeza sedang terlelap tidur dengan santai diatas jubahnya. Kerana tidak mahu mengganggu haiwan kesayangannya itu, nabi pun memotong belahan lengan yang ditiduri Mueeza dari jubahnya.
Ketika Nabi kembali ke rumah, Muezza terbangun dan tunduk sujud kepada tuannya.
Sebagai balasan, nabi menyatakan kasih sayangnya dengan mengusap lembut ke badan kucing baginda itu sebanyak 3 kali.
Dalam peristiwa lain, setiap kali Nabi menerima tetamu di rumahnya, nabi selalu menggendong mueeza dan diriba diatas pahanya.
Salah satu sifat Mueeza yang nabi sukai ialah dia selalu mengeong ketika mendengar azan, dan seolah-olah suaranya terdengar seperti mengikuti lantunan suara azan.
Kepada para sahabat, nabi selalu berpesan untuk menyayangi kucing peliharaan, seperti menyayangi keluarga sendiri.
Hukuman bagi mereka yang menyakiti haiwan manja ini sangatlah berat, dalam sebuah hadis sahih Al Bukhari, dikisahkan tentang seorang wanita yang tidak pernah memberi makan kucingnya, dan tidak pula melepaskan kucingnya untuk mencari makan sendiri.
Nabi SAW pun menjelaskan bahawa hukuman bagi wanita ini adalah siksaan neraka.
Tidak hanya nabi, isteri nabi sendiri, Aisyah binti Abu Bakar Ash Siddiq pun amat menyukai kucing, dan merasa amat kehilangan dikala kucingnya meninggalkan
Seorang sahabat yang juga ahli hadis, Abdurrahman bin Sakhr Al Azdi diberi jolokan Abu Hurairah (bapa kucing jantan), kerana kegemarannya dalam merawat dan memelihara banyak kucing jantan dirumahnya.
*Ada sesetengah dari kita sanggup membiarkan kucing kelaparan. Mungkin ramai yang tidak mengetahui balasannya. Nak baca kisah sedih kucing tak? klik sini
*saya pun suka kucing, ada semua suka kucing tak? sunnah nabi ni..hi3
sumber : zharifalimin.blogspot
Was taken by me from http://akuislam.com/blog/kisah-tauladan/rasulullah-s-a-w-dan-kucingnya/#axzz1Md04cv7U
Suatu ketika, dikala nabi hendak mengambil jubahnya, di temuinya Mueeza sedang terlelap tidur dengan santai diatas jubahnya. Kerana tidak mahu mengganggu haiwan kesayangannya itu, nabi pun memotong belahan lengan yang ditiduri Mueeza dari jubahnya.
Ketika Nabi kembali ke rumah, Muezza terbangun dan tunduk sujud kepada tuannya.
Sebagai balasan, nabi menyatakan kasih sayangnya dengan mengusap lembut ke badan kucing baginda itu sebanyak 3 kali.
Dalam peristiwa lain, setiap kali Nabi menerima tetamu di rumahnya, nabi selalu menggendong mueeza dan diriba diatas pahanya.
Salah satu sifat Mueeza yang nabi sukai ialah dia selalu mengeong ketika mendengar azan, dan seolah-olah suaranya terdengar seperti mengikuti lantunan suara azan.
Kepada para sahabat, nabi selalu berpesan untuk menyayangi kucing peliharaan, seperti menyayangi keluarga sendiri.
Hukuman bagi mereka yang menyakiti haiwan manja ini sangatlah berat, dalam sebuah hadis sahih Al Bukhari, dikisahkan tentang seorang wanita yang tidak pernah memberi makan kucingnya, dan tidak pula melepaskan kucingnya untuk mencari makan sendiri.
Nabi SAW pun menjelaskan bahawa hukuman bagi wanita ini adalah siksaan neraka.
Tidak hanya nabi, isteri nabi sendiri, Aisyah binti Abu Bakar Ash Siddiq pun amat menyukai kucing, dan merasa amat kehilangan dikala kucingnya meninggalkan
Seorang sahabat yang juga ahli hadis, Abdurrahman bin Sakhr Al Azdi diberi jolokan Abu Hurairah (bapa kucing jantan), kerana kegemarannya dalam merawat dan memelihara banyak kucing jantan dirumahnya.
*Ada sesetengah dari kita sanggup membiarkan kucing kelaparan. Mungkin ramai yang tidak mengetahui balasannya. Nak baca kisah sedih kucing tak? klik sini
*saya pun suka kucing, ada semua suka kucing tak? sunnah nabi ni..hi3
sumber : zharifalimin.blogspot
Was taken by me from http://akuislam.com/blog/kisah-tauladan/rasulullah-s-a-w-dan-kucingnya/#axzz1Md04cv7U
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Food For Thought. Enjoy & Think
To be, or not to be...;what kind of question is that?
God acts in mysterious ways.We, as His humble servants, must always believe & trust in Him.
After you've eliminate the impossible, whatever remains, however impropable, must be the truth.Sherlock Holmes.
In striving for excellence, keep in mind, two things.Failure, is a stepping stone, & success, is a mirage.
See, observe, try.Thats the key, in solving problems.
You, are my everything, more than anything.For You, I shall serve, till the last drop of me blood.
An apple a day, keeps the doctor away.So, please, stay off them apples. Hehe.
Hot as hell,yet, cool as ice.
Saturday, April 02, 2011
Faizal Tahir - Hanyut
Faizal Tahir - Hanyut
Harus bagaimana lagi
Dan terus begini
Dengarkan aku
Lihat ke mataku
Cukup sudah kau menghukum
Salahku tetap salahku
Benarkan ku berbicara
Agar bisa pulih semua
Namun harus sampai bila
Kau kan diam seribu bahasa
Chorus
Maafkanlah ku tak bisa hidup tanpa kamu
Fahamilah ku tak mampu terus tanpa kamu
Bagaimana ku nanti
Bila tiada mengganti
Yang ku ada hanya kamu saja
Saat mata terpejam
Hanya kau ku terbayang
Menghapus semua segala rasa di jiwaku
Saat mata terbuka
Kamulah yang pertama
Tak mampu aku
Bayangkan
Hidup tanpa dirimu
Ulang Chorus
Aku memang bersalah
Selalu saja mengabaikan mu
Dan tapi dah ku sedari
Segala perit kau lalui
Ku terlupa kau terluka
Dan memang selalu
Aku bersalah
Selalu saja mengabaikan mu
Meninggalkan mu
Dan tetapi itulah aku sedari
Segala perit yang kau lalui
Kerna diriku yang terus hanyut
Maafkanlah ku tak bisa hidup tanpa kamu
Bagaimana ku nanti
Bila tiada mengganti
Yang ku ada hanya kamu saja
Bagaimana ku nanti
Bila kau tak di sisi
Yang ku ada hanya kamu saja
Friday, April 01, 2011
Secebis kata buat seseorang
Secebis kata buat seseorang,
You, were once my everything, more than anything.
You taught me more to life, there are far more things to be learn & discover than meets the eye.
Love, friendship, hardship, care, wisdom - life is full of experiences & adventures as vast as the blue vast ocean – to sum a few, all by just being with you.
You certainly complements certain traits of mine. My black, anguish, raging short-tempered of mine, just with a smile, you threw them away, just like the leaves of Autumn, being swept away by the clear, breeze of wind. At times, just like a mere punchbag, you received every single batch of rage, well yes, short – temper can’t always be locked away. Did you blast back, with that part of yer own hot – tempered in you? Did you falter, best knowing that there are no cure to such impureable part of me? No! You did the one method best chosed to handle this beastly act of mankind, quiet. Quiet. Just be quiet. Let it be. Leave ‘em for a sec. No harms done. To ‘em, nor to you.
At times, you did what women do best. Tears. Yes, some might say, that tears are always an easy exit for women. Cry, for sure they’ll get attention, or be left alone, as in the case stated previously. But no, to you, yer tears are rare. They are yer gold,, yer diamond, no way you’ll leave ‘em out in public. By sheding a drop of tear, means throwing out one of yer precious belongings. Yet, you know when to show such tears, you’ve always shared ‘em with yer family & friends. Just to make me happy, not worrying the slightest bit. But from them I learnt it eventually, making me regret. You know the best way of teaching me, reaching out to me, with care & sincerity.
Sincerity. Yes. That smile of yours. Sweet, shy yet sincere smile of yer always made my day. To long for such moment, was among other things that kept me mind on you. Many may change about you, but that smile, that ‘triple S’ smile of yours will always remain. Even most of yer friends acknowledge that smile of yours, ‘brighten up my day’, ‘wash off the sadness in me’, ‘makes me smile & happy’ just to name a few. Smile is a ‘sedekah’, it is not just a friendly expression, it could even lighten up others that sees it not to mention it could also lift off burden on some.
Ah yes. During those days you were regarded as me number 2. And at times, you even leap yourself to number 1. Astaghfirullah, such were the power of ‘the two of us’ we were blinded in. Me philosophy, me priority of love was & has always been in the order of; 1st God. 2nd Islam. 3rd family. The first, as clearly as it indicates, God must always be a priority in whatever things we’re doing. Then comes number 2; Islam. In this part, are all the things we as Muslims must obey. Things such as ‘Rukun Iman’, ‘Rukun Islam’ follow Gods orders & stay away from sins, ‘Syirik’, ‘Dosa-dosa besar’ etc. Obeying & loving your two parents also falls in this category, for it is one of the ‘dosa-dosa besar’ if we disobey them. The third, family, consist mostly of our brothers & sisters, close relatives, friends, muslim brothers & sisters all around the world. This, is my belief that whom we must love most, by going through the ranks. But being with you, messes the ranks. You were supposed to be number 4, but you climb up to number 2, even worst to state, number 1. Yes, this kind of love, will blind us. I’ve felt it, falling hard crumbling to the ground.
Yet again. You. Sensing such disforgivable sins, step up to me. You wind back the time, tracing all what we’ve done, mostly are from my schemes, & arrange all of them memories, on the desk. We were blind, reaching to this point by walking in pitch black darkness, striving forward just by our reasoning alone. Drifted away, far away, from the road that should’ve brought us to our castle, we were led to house made by candies, chocolates & all from what a child could have ever wanted. Yes, from the outside, it was surely seen like heaven. But inside, lies await hell. Just like Hansel & Gretel. Blinded by mere fatamorgana. While the castle, from far away seems like a small house, but in truth, the real heaven. I knew not back then. Me eyes were shut.
Now. All seems dark, gloomy at first. Without that smile of yours, without that caring thoughts & positive words of yours, life seems to be engulfed in darkness. Seeing a girl, makes me mind play back all of our memories together. Such happiness, we were living in a heaven of our own. Enrage in flames, was how I felt back when you said we are over. A pair goes back being two singles, a peanut broken down to two shell, a pair of glass turn to two individual lenses.
Why? Why? Such a thing was not acceptable. Nope. Not by me. Did you love me not, for all the times we’re together? Were all lies? Anger filled me mind. And yes. Those damned creatures by God were filling in me thoughts & reasonings.
Slowly, as time flies by, clock ticking in its usual manner, day by day, week by week, month by month, it came to me. I understand now. Every single one of your acts, every single body language of yours, expression, behaviour, makes sense to me. It was to make me a better person. To blend me into a better muslim. To crement me into a good husband.
“If you done that kind of thing, how would I ever believe you won’t repeat such manner?” Yes, for now I understood. A ‘pair’ is not necessary. Even God never gave such alternative in His Holy Quran. No. The only way for a man & a woman which are not ‘muhrim’ to be together is marriage.
Now, even if me heart aches for you every single moment, just to see you, just to see yer smile, I now know what to do. Let I be, ignore it, but always pray to Him. I am not perfect. At times I can’t completely ignore it, but it is worth a try. But, for Him, I will do my best not to find for meself a ‘pair’ in the wrong way ever again. Not with you, not with anyone else. Ameen Ya Allah.
You. I did & will at times pray so that we may be together with His blessings. But He is Just, He knows more than us mere mortals, & whom knows better of the creation more than its Creator? So whatever happens, I believe fully in Him & His choices. Just as stated in His Holy Quran:
”Evil women are for evil men, and evil men are for evil women. And good women are for good men, and good men are for good women. Those [good people] are declared innocent of what the slanderers say. For them is forgiveness and noble provision.” 24 : 26.
May we always live & prosper under His guidance, & may we die just for Him, not for anything or anyone else. Ameen.
You, were once my everything, more than anything.
You taught me more to life, there are far more things to be learn & discover than meets the eye.
Love, friendship, hardship, care, wisdom - life is full of experiences & adventures as vast as the blue vast ocean – to sum a few, all by just being with you.
You certainly complements certain traits of mine. My black, anguish, raging short-tempered of mine, just with a smile, you threw them away, just like the leaves of Autumn, being swept away by the clear, breeze of wind. At times, just like a mere punchbag, you received every single batch of rage, well yes, short – temper can’t always be locked away. Did you blast back, with that part of yer own hot – tempered in you? Did you falter, best knowing that there are no cure to such impureable part of me? No! You did the one method best chosed to handle this beastly act of mankind, quiet. Quiet. Just be quiet. Let it be. Leave ‘em for a sec. No harms done. To ‘em, nor to you.
At times, you did what women do best. Tears. Yes, some might say, that tears are always an easy exit for women. Cry, for sure they’ll get attention, or be left alone, as in the case stated previously. But no, to you, yer tears are rare. They are yer gold,, yer diamond, no way you’ll leave ‘em out in public. By sheding a drop of tear, means throwing out one of yer precious belongings. Yet, you know when to show such tears, you’ve always shared ‘em with yer family & friends. Just to make me happy, not worrying the slightest bit. But from them I learnt it eventually, making me regret. You know the best way of teaching me, reaching out to me, with care & sincerity.
Sincerity. Yes. That smile of yours. Sweet, shy yet sincere smile of yer always made my day. To long for such moment, was among other things that kept me mind on you. Many may change about you, but that smile, that ‘triple S’ smile of yours will always remain. Even most of yer friends acknowledge that smile of yours, ‘brighten up my day’, ‘wash off the sadness in me’, ‘makes me smile & happy’ just to name a few. Smile is a ‘sedekah’, it is not just a friendly expression, it could even lighten up others that sees it not to mention it could also lift off burden on some.
Ah yes. During those days you were regarded as me number 2. And at times, you even leap yourself to number 1. Astaghfirullah, such were the power of ‘the two of us’ we were blinded in. Me philosophy, me priority of love was & has always been in the order of; 1st God. 2nd Islam. 3rd family. The first, as clearly as it indicates, God must always be a priority in whatever things we’re doing. Then comes number 2; Islam. In this part, are all the things we as Muslims must obey. Things such as ‘Rukun Iman’, ‘Rukun Islam’ follow Gods orders & stay away from sins, ‘Syirik’, ‘Dosa-dosa besar’ etc. Obeying & loving your two parents also falls in this category, for it is one of the ‘dosa-dosa besar’ if we disobey them. The third, family, consist mostly of our brothers & sisters, close relatives, friends, muslim brothers & sisters all around the world. This, is my belief that whom we must love most, by going through the ranks. But being with you, messes the ranks. You were supposed to be number 4, but you climb up to number 2, even worst to state, number 1. Yes, this kind of love, will blind us. I’ve felt it, falling hard crumbling to the ground.
Yet again. You. Sensing such disforgivable sins, step up to me. You wind back the time, tracing all what we’ve done, mostly are from my schemes, & arrange all of them memories, on the desk. We were blind, reaching to this point by walking in pitch black darkness, striving forward just by our reasoning alone. Drifted away, far away, from the road that should’ve brought us to our castle, we were led to house made by candies, chocolates & all from what a child could have ever wanted. Yes, from the outside, it was surely seen like heaven. But inside, lies await hell. Just like Hansel & Gretel. Blinded by mere fatamorgana. While the castle, from far away seems like a small house, but in truth, the real heaven. I knew not back then. Me eyes were shut.
Now. All seems dark, gloomy at first. Without that smile of yours, without that caring thoughts & positive words of yours, life seems to be engulfed in darkness. Seeing a girl, makes me mind play back all of our memories together. Such happiness, we were living in a heaven of our own. Enrage in flames, was how I felt back when you said we are over. A pair goes back being two singles, a peanut broken down to two shell, a pair of glass turn to two individual lenses.
Why? Why? Such a thing was not acceptable. Nope. Not by me. Did you love me not, for all the times we’re together? Were all lies? Anger filled me mind. And yes. Those damned creatures by God were filling in me thoughts & reasonings.
Slowly, as time flies by, clock ticking in its usual manner, day by day, week by week, month by month, it came to me. I understand now. Every single one of your acts, every single body language of yours, expression, behaviour, makes sense to me. It was to make me a better person. To blend me into a better muslim. To crement me into a good husband.
“If you done that kind of thing, how would I ever believe you won’t repeat such manner?” Yes, for now I understood. A ‘pair’ is not necessary. Even God never gave such alternative in His Holy Quran. No. The only way for a man & a woman which are not ‘muhrim’ to be together is marriage.
Now, even if me heart aches for you every single moment, just to see you, just to see yer smile, I now know what to do. Let I be, ignore it, but always pray to Him. I am not perfect. At times I can’t completely ignore it, but it is worth a try. But, for Him, I will do my best not to find for meself a ‘pair’ in the wrong way ever again. Not with you, not with anyone else. Ameen Ya Allah.
You. I did & will at times pray so that we may be together with His blessings. But He is Just, He knows more than us mere mortals, & whom knows better of the creation more than its Creator? So whatever happens, I believe fully in Him & His choices. Just as stated in His Holy Quran:
”Evil women are for evil men, and evil men are for evil women. And good women are for good men, and good men are for good women. Those [good people] are declared innocent of what the slanderers say. For them is forgiveness and noble provision.” 24 : 26.
May we always live & prosper under His guidance, & may we die just for Him, not for anything or anyone else. Ameen.
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Man versus women...humour-flavor food for thought ;)
just some email being forward around...even so, as a food for thought, try understanding & think subjectively, try being in the other one's shoe...life is full of subjectiveness, don't stay naive, lets broaden our ways of thinking & seeing things...anyways, enjoy :)
Message: -The Silent Treatment-
A man and his wife were having some
problems at home and were giving each
other the silent treatment. Suddenly,
the man realized that the next day,
he would need his wife to wake him at
5:00 AM for an early morning business
flight.
Not wanting to be the first to break
the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a
piece of paper,
"Please wake me at 5:00 AM " He left
it where he knew she would find
it.
The next morning, the man woke up,
only to discover it was 9:00 AM
and he had missed his flight. Furious,
he was about to go and
see why his wife hadn't wakened him,
when he noticed a piece of paper by
the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00
AM. Wake up."
Men are not equipped for these kinds
of contests.
-WIFE VS. HUSBAND-
A couple drove down a country road for
several miles, not saying a word.
An earlier discussion had led to an
argument and neither of them wanted to
concede their position. As they passed
a barnyard of mules, goats, and
pigs, the husband asked
sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?"
"Yep," the
wife replied , "in-laws
-WOMEN'S REVENGE-
"Cash, check or charge?" I asked,
after folding items the woman wished
to
purchase.
As she fumbled for her wallet I
noticed a remote control for a
television
set in her purse.
"So, do you always carry your TV
remote?" I asked. "No," she
replied, " but
my husband refused to come shopping
with me, and I figured this was the
most
evil thing I could do to him legally."
-UNDERSTANDING WOMEN-
(A MAN'S PERSPECTIVE)
I know I'm not going to understand
women. I'll never understand how you
can
take boiling hot wax, pour it onto
your upper thigh, rip the hair out by
the
root, and still be afraid of a spider.
-W O R D S-
A husband read an article to his wife
about how many words women use a
day...
30,000 to a man's 15,000.
The wife replied, "The reason has to
be because we have to repeat
everything
to men...
The husband then turned to his wife
and asked, "What?"
-CREATION-
A man said to his wife one day, "I
don't know how you can be so stupid and
so beautiful all at the same time. "
The wife responded, "Allow me
to
explain. God made me beautiful so you
would be attracted to me; God made
me stupid so I would be attracted to
you!
Man versus women
Message: -The Silent Treatment-
A man and his wife were having some
problems at home and were giving each
other the silent treatment. Suddenly,
the man realized that the next day,
he would need his wife to wake him at
5:00 AM for an early morning business
flight.
Not wanting to be the first to break
the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a
piece of paper,
"Please wake me at 5:00 AM " He left
it where he knew she would find
it.
The next morning, the man woke up,
only to discover it was 9:00 AM
and he had missed his flight. Furious,
he was about to go and
see why his wife hadn't wakened him,
when he noticed a piece of paper by
the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00
AM. Wake up."
Men are not equipped for these kinds
of contests.
-WIFE VS. HUSBAND-
A couple drove down a country road for
several miles, not saying a word.
An earlier discussion had led to an
argument and neither of them wanted to
concede their position. As they passed
a barnyard of mules, goats, and
pigs, the husband asked
sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?"
"Yep," the
wife replied , "in-laws
-WOMEN'S REVENGE-
"Cash, check or charge?" I asked,
after folding items the woman wished
to
purchase.
As she fumbled for her wallet I
noticed a remote control for a
television
set in her purse.
"So, do you always carry your TV
remote?" I asked. "No," she
replied, " but
my husband refused to come shopping
with me, and I figured this was the
most
evil thing I could do to him legally."
-UNDERSTANDING WOMEN-
(A MAN'S PERSPECTIVE)
I know I'm not going to understand
women. I'll never understand how you
can
take boiling hot wax, pour it onto
your upper thigh, rip the hair out by
the
root, and still be afraid of a spider.
-W O R D S-
A husband read an article to his wife
about how many words women use a
day...
30,000 to a man's 15,000.
The wife replied, "The reason has to
be because we have to repeat
everything
to men...
The husband then turned to his wife
and asked, "What?"
-CREATION-
A man said to his wife one day, "I
don't know how you can be so stupid and
so beautiful all at the same time. "
The wife responded, "Allow me
to
explain. God made me beautiful so you
would be attracted to me; God made
me stupid so I would be attracted to
you!
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
a just-some-tale tale
In a city called South Park, far far away...
there was this boy, truly, madly & deeply in love with a very sweet girl...
every single day, he'd wrote tons, & I mean a lot, of love letters, love songs, love sentences, etc for that girl...
and in reply, the girl would always say nonchalantly to the boy, "f*s* off, go away" but...the boy would continue doing his daily routines without any shame, regret nor despair...
even his friends, obviously care bout him, i guess, questions him a cloud of why this, why that, why not this, why not even that...
calm & confidently, not a single word came out from the boy's mouth, just a smile, a smile that looks as certain it could kill off any sad faces in the world, & even brighten up the whole world even with the absence of the mighty sun...
'idiot', was the only thing floating in their mind, them answer-seeking friends of his...
well, time flies by, day by day, week by week, months, as time kept moving on, it has already been 9 years when the boy first send his 'heart' to the girl whom he loved & caress soo much, now.....
Moral of the story:
what a stupid boy, if such idiozotic-hearted guys persist on living in our world, damned be on us guys!
get a live & move on, damn, whats wrong with people nowadays...
eh yes mr.?
the ending, you say?
but of course, for sure the girl lived happily ever after with some rich handsome guy, while the basterd boy died blowing his head off due to the too-much-smiling-&-having-faith-but-later-things-don't-just-work-out-your-way-boom-your-head-splatters syndrome.
get over it, life's no fairy tale.
END
there was this boy, truly, madly & deeply in love with a very sweet girl...
every single day, he'd wrote tons, & I mean a lot, of love letters, love songs, love sentences, etc for that girl...
and in reply, the girl would always say nonchalantly to the boy, "f*s* off, go away" but...the boy would continue doing his daily routines without any shame, regret nor despair...
even his friends, obviously care bout him, i guess, questions him a cloud of why this, why that, why not this, why not even that...
calm & confidently, not a single word came out from the boy's mouth, just a smile, a smile that looks as certain it could kill off any sad faces in the world, & even brighten up the whole world even with the absence of the mighty sun...
'idiot', was the only thing floating in their mind, them answer-seeking friends of his...
well, time flies by, day by day, week by week, months, as time kept moving on, it has already been 9 years when the boy first send his 'heart' to the girl whom he loved & caress soo much, now.....
Moral of the story:
what a stupid boy, if such idiozotic-hearted guys persist on living in our world, damned be on us guys!
get a live & move on, damn, whats wrong with people nowadays...
eh yes mr.?
the ending, you say?
but of course, for sure the girl lived happily ever after with some rich handsome guy, while the basterd boy died blowing his head off due to the too-much-smiling-&-having-faith-but-later-things-don't-just-work-out-your-way-boom-your-head-splatters syndrome.
get over it, life's no fairy tale.
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