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I wish...
I wish to be a good son, a good servant to God, a good friend, a good companion to my other half, a good cousin and uncle, a good writer, a good photographer, a good driver, a good rider, a good musician, a good journalist, a good worker, and a good leader. The list goes on, of course, these are only but a few.
Why? To take care of my parents when they are old and to support them the way they have supported me by buying me things and telling me ‘no’.
To help my friends achieving things they would be having trouble achieving, or maybe provide them with a good support in any way that is possible for me.
To understand and able to take care my other half by providing and supporting everything that she does, including telling her ‘no’.
To write a life changing or a world changing article, or maybe to write a good article that will help people or an organization in any ways possible.
To capture those perfect moments otherwise would easily be forgotten by the world, and to be at the right spot, at the right time, with the right gears.
To provide anything my relatives and nieces/nephews seek, should they require any help or any support.
To keep my family and those sitting in the same car/bike safe while able to entertain them if need be.
To write an emotional song that’ll play the rhythms of my soul.
To cooperate and own my living well.
To be a khalifah on this earth, I must be a good leader to my own family, so that I can aim for the top; To be a good servant to God.
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- Me: Abang, Dudi bawak kete jap tau. Nak pegi amek Ame.
- Brader: Amek kat mane?!
- Me: Kat PJ je. Sekejaaaaaaaaaaaaap je.
- Brader: Ha ye ah. Cepat-cepat sikit ah. Aku nak keluar ni.
- Me: Baik bos.
- Brader: Weh cepat tau!? aku ade hal ni.
- Me: Ha ok ok.
- Brader: Cepat sikit! Jangan bawak laju-laju!
- wtf man. nak cepat tapi tak boleh laju. wtf
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You People Won't Understand.
People fucked up. Apparently we fucked up a lot. A whole damn lot. But guess what? I’m staying. I stay because I want to. Those lovey dovey butterflies in my stomach crap is too overrated now. To find another and to go through the process all over again is such a pain in the ass; I can’t waste my time for all that bullshit anymore. Let me stay. I won’t move. I wanna be like this til I’m satisfied being me. Because I don’t have any hopes in anyone anymore. Because I know fairy tales do not exist. Because I can’t be what I used to be before. and I’m saving all the time just to get to know myself. It’s time to fall in love with myself, not with anyone.