If U're in a relationship, married or none, read this. U'll know why at the end.

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 Jane. 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 Jane 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 Jane.

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 every day 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 Jane 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 mommy 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 Jane 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 mom 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. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, 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, Jane, 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 anymore. 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.

Jane 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.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband....

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.

A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.

So then, they are no longer two but one flesh. Therefore what God has joined together, let not man separate. Matthew 19:6.

By Stephanie Halmilton

有醬的老公, 我馬上嫁了

我告诉你说：“我今天扫楼梯时，差点儿从楼梯上摔下来。
”本来我以为你会安慰说：“亲爱的，小心点儿。
”但你说：“扫慢点，不就得了。”
我伤心，我觉得你一点儿不爱我，不在乎我。
后来，我发现我们的楼梯异常干净，
干净的都不用我扫；一个月后我才发现，那是你每天抽出5分钟的结果。


我告诉你：“我的车子坏了，我走了半个小时才到车站。
”本来以为你会关心地说：“你怎么不坐出租车，累不累？
”但你说：“反正很近，你也顺便减肥。”
我生气，觉得你不爱我，不关心我。
第二天，我发现你留在桌上的你的车钥匙，以及为我准备的丰富的早点。


我告诉你说：“我想去北海道，荷兰等地，欣赏那一大片壮观地花海。
”本来以为你会关心地说：“你想去哪，我们来计划。
”即使敷衍几句也好，
但你说：“真无聊，花大把的银子去那种无聊的地方。”
我生气，觉得你不爱我，不懂我。
后来，我发现家里的旅游杂志，不管是国内还是国外的报道，
只要有赏花介绍的那一页，页角就有折痕,里面就有你的笔记记录。


我告诉你说：“我跟朋友出去，晚上会晚点回来。
”本来以为你会关心地说：“ 跟谁出去，小心点儿，记得拨电话或早点儿回家。
”但你说：“随便你，你高兴就好。”
我生气了，觉得你不爱我，不关心我。
后来，我负气拖到深夜3点多回家，我看到你坐在沙发上的睡容。


我告诉你：“我的大姨妈来了，肚子好痛。
”本来以为你会安慰我说：“忍一忍，一天就过去了。
”但你说：“女人真麻烦，受不了。”
我伤心了，觉得你不爱我，不疼我。
后来，家里的零食柜里多了好多巧克力及红豆，是你买的，
但你一直没吃。直到一个月过去了。你在我月事的前后一星期，天天煮着红豆汤。


我告诉你说：“我真高兴嫁了你，你是最好的老公。
”本来以为你会开心地回答我说：“我也是这么觉得，你是最好地老婆。
”但你说：“嫁了都嫁了，不然，你还想怎样？”
我生气，觉得你不爱我，不懂我。
后来，我无意中发现你在睡前用卫生纸擦拭床头那张40英寸地结婚照，
然后望着照片傻笑好久。



我想我终于懂了，在你不在乎地外表下，
有颗不善用言词表达的心，一颗最爱我的心。
原来你是爱我的。只不过不说。
这是你爱的方式，与别人的不同。

男朋友生气了请你这样做~♥

1.如果男朋友流泪了，请不要觉得他是在装，一个男人只会在受了极大委屈，才会在最心爱的人面前流泪，因为他不觉得是懦弱，而是觉得应该被理解，有时候女朋友的理解，胜过一切。


2.如果男朋友说出你的不足，请一定不要觉得他是嫌弃你，拿你和别人比，或是厌烦了。因为他的身心始终都在你这，他的指点绝对是最真心的意见，他并不会追究你采纳与否，其实你明白，他是为了你好。


3.如果你的男朋友在吵架后对你沉默不语，他不是不爱你了，或是不拿你当回事了，他只是在做心理斗争，他们都会有自尊心和责任上抉择这个过程，抉择完后，他一定会哄到你微笑。在两个人的世界，他们会把自尊踏在脚下，所以请不要在他沉默的过程加重语言攻击，他会伤的一塌糊涂。


4.如果吵架了请千万不要做出离家出走的选择，这种幼稚的行为绝对是可笑的表现，真正的疼爱不是要男朋友追回你来体现出来的，因为请记住，如果在他找到你之前，你或者他任何一个人出了意外，谁的疼爱你都得不到了。


5.如果吵架了，请不要轻易让“滚，你走吧，不想再见到你”这样的话脱口而出，男人永远承受着最大的压力，这样的话无论是气话还是真话，都会让一个男人瞬时间垮掉，你要知道，男人最脆弱的一面就是听到最心爱的女人的驱赶，如果真心相爱，气话，也请斟酌。


6.如果在你看这几点基本的现象时，请不要生气以为我在为男人找借口，因为男人的借口，大部分都是用在发生出现另一个女人问题时候才找的。
珍惜你的男朋友，不要把他想的无能想的花心，男人要的其实比女人要的还简单。
人无完人，孰能无过，既然选择了，就要互相谦让，男女平等永远无从论证，只要彼此相信和在乎，什么风浪都会一起闯过..

美妙的爱情

亲爱的
你知不知道 当你进入了我的世界
我的生活变得丰富 性格也变得温柔了 我的世界充满了色彩
我每天都会发呆想着你 每一分一秒都是
我会妒忌你身边的朋友们 因为我在乎你
你已把我的心放进了保险箱 我拿不回来了
你的美丽深深地吸引了我 让我爱不释手
身边的朋友们个个都很妒忌我 我呢~暗爽~
我觉得很幸福
有那么一个美丽的女朋友
有那么一个疼我的女朋友
有那么一个关心我的女朋友
有那么一个会体谅我的女朋友
我很喜欢亲嘴
因为我觉得亲亲是甜蜜的
所以我要时时刻刻让你感觉甜甜蜜蜜的爱情
好让你对我不舍 也不会离开我
我永远也不会忘记当晚我们那5分钟的热吻
因为我从来就没那么热吻过我曾经爱过的人
我紧紧的抱着你
是要让你知道我不会丢下你就走了 我舍不得 心会疼
你知道吗
我们一起睡觉的时候 我紧紧的抱着你
每当你翻身的时候 我会从梦中醒过来 再次把你揉在怀里
好让你不会着凉 并感觉温暧
这就是为什么我不够睡的原因
亲爱的
我会好好疼你的
你要相信哦
我爱你~

- 男朋友

爱与不爱

悄悄站在门外 静静望着你发呆
你闪烁的双眼 看着一片海 笑起来
从来不对你说明白 害怕你会被伤害
也许我不应该 站在这门外 所以我们才默默分开
当爱与不爱一样让人心痛 我们都无话可说
你现在的快乐不是因为我 我很难过
当爱与不爱一样让人心痛 那就松开我的手
故事走到最后 期望你更好过 请你忘了 曾经有我

当爱与不爱一样让人心痛 我们都无话可说
你现在的快乐不是因为我 我很难过
当爱与不爱一样让人心痛 那就松开我的手
故事走到最后 期望你更好过 请你忘了 曾经有我

上床之后

耐心的看完吧。
如果你是女生，对你会有好处的
如果你是男生，你会觉得这个男主角很...，也许你们很像。
　　
　　为爱自甘坠落过吗?　　
　　那一阶段....我们好的如胶似漆...　　
　　女人...一旦把自己給了他....就觉得自己的一切都是他的了....　
　　认定了一辈子都要和他在一起...不再轻易说分手...我也是...　
　　所以以后的一切我都忍了...　

　
　　我们*的次数从每周3次变成每周1次...再变成每月一次...　　
　　他说他沒有精力...　　
　　算了....你要注意身体,我说...　
　　每晚的约会变成电话....再后來用几条消息代替...　　
　　甚至有时候连消息都沒有....他说我们老夫老妻了...　　
　　干嘛这么在乎形式啊...我沒有说话..　　
　　他说晚安....　　
　　我哭了....　
　　我不知道我们之间出了什么问题....　　
　　他会对我这样...记得谁和我说过...　　
　　如果一个男的不碰她了....就是不爱她了...　　
　　后来我知道他和另一个女的上过床了.....　　
　　据说那个女的不是第一次...但是她能让他很快乐...　　
　　他和她天天粘在一起....-　　
　　而我和他,已经两个月沒有发生过关系了....甚至连联系都很少...　
　　他看到我的时候有点惊讶....　
　　我一看到他就哭了...我說你已经快两个月沒有碰过我了...　
　　他沒有说话...拉起我去了附近的一家宾馆...一路上什么话也沒有说....
　　
　　我们像以往一样开了房间....我洗完澡出來...他还是一动不动坐在沙发上...他连看都沒有看我一眼....那一刻..我心都碎了....　　
　　我強忍住眼泪...脫下浴衣...他还是沒有反应....　　
　　我说,最后一次好吗?他沒有说话....从口袋里拿出避孕套...　
　　我说不用了....我不会要你负责任的...这是我们的最后一次....　　
　　我想尽办法让他快乐...想尽办法满足他...　　
　　我要让他知道...她能給你的,我也可以...　　
　　但是我还是发现无论我怎样努力....　　
　　我们之间都已经结束了...以前他都会把我全身吻遍....　　
　　但是今天他沒有...
　　
　　完了我躺在床上问他...还记不记得我们的第一次..　　
　　他边抽烟边说,那是很久以前的事了吧...　
　　我说那你还记得你那时候说过的话吗?　　
　　他说...★★..人是会变的....我们分手吧...　　
　　我到现在还清楚的记得他的那句话,人是会变的....　　
　　并且,我也发现了....人真的会变的...　　
　　

分手以后的我,白天整天躲在家里....　　
　　唯一能做的事情就是上网...有一次在网上认识了一个男的....　　
　　他说他要看我的身体...看一次100块....
　　
　　我突然想到我们的最后一次了...　　
　　他对我的身体一点兴趣也沒有....我哭了...竟然脫光了衣服....　　
　　晚上我就和那个从来沒有见过面的网友去开了房间....　
　　我让他很快乐....他让我做他女朋友...我拒绝了....　
　　第二天,我又开始寻找新的对象....晚上去*....　　
　　我感觉自己已经和妓女一样了...我和不同的男人上床....　　
　　有的很帅..有的很丑...小的十六七岁...老的五六十岁....　
　　而且...我从來都不要求他们用套子...　
　　我要自己身上沾满了不同男人的气味....这样就不会闻到他的味道了....　　
　　在msn上碰到他...他换了名字...我沒有认出是他...
　　
　　他说可以看看吗?我以为又是个来看身体的家伙....　　
　　我照样把衣服脱光...摄像头对着自己的身体...　　
　　看到对方图像的时候...我忘记了是什么感觉...　
　　那张脸曾经无数次出现在记忆里...现在...卻只在梦里....　　
　　我笑了...
　　他约我見面....他说你怎么变成这样...　　
　　我回答他,人总会变的.....不是只有你会...　　
　　他说..,你为什么要这样作践自己...你这样和妓女有什么区别...　
　　我说,区别啊....我不收钱的...　
　　但是如果对象是你....你給我一百万我都不会再和你上床了...
　　

　　一口烟吐在他脸上....我走了...
　　
　　
我想继续着我糜烂的性生活，可是痛骂他一次后，突然发现，自己很不值得为这样的狗屁男人，浪费自己的青春，我应该继续寻找自己的幸福，我有幸福的权利，为何要因为一个这样的男人而不珍惜呢....
　　
　　故事到了这里，也就没有在讲下去的必要了吧？
　　
　　一个老套的爱情故事，只想告诉男人女人：不要因为一个人对自己不珍惜，就自己对自己也不珍惜。
　　曾经,我在你怀里说...我是你的....以后都只是你的...
　　你抱着我说,我以后再也不碰別的女人了...往往在床上，男人的允诺，在被他征服的女人耳朵里都是世上最动听的情话，可是这样的情话如果从负责任的男人口中说出，确实是给女人JI情后的最好的安慰，如是这个男人不是呢？相信每个人心中都明白会怎么样了。
　　

　　爱与性男人与女人..　　
　　不是一夜就是一生..　
　　爱是性欲的借口..
　　
　　性与爱的距离也不仅仅是两个人的距离

暧昧总是很近，爱情总是很远

暧昧总是很近，爱情总是很远，这个年代就是这样。
我们总是无法把握爱情，但我们总是可以玩转暧昧。暧昧总是可以那么随意，不经意间的一个暧昧的眼神，可以温暖好久，很久没有荡漾地心田，泛起了微微的波澜。喜欢带着勾引的语言，和不同的人谈笑风生，距离总是消灭不了萌发的激情，一句不经意的话，都会成为毫不犹豫去暧昧的理由。
暧昧在中文字典里是这样描述的：1、立场和态度含糊，不明朗；2、不光明，见不得人的。
其实暧昧是，彼此有感觉，然而，这种感觉不足以叫你们切切实实的发展一段正式的关系。
这种感觉就是：仿佛他缺不了她，她也离不了他，但其实，各有各的阳光空气和水分……
暧昧是比好朋友再亲一点，但比情人远一点。
暧昧是明白人生有太多的无奈，现实有太多的限制。你知道没有可能，但又舍不得放手。
暧昧是有进一步的冲动，却没有进一步的勇气。
暧昧是一方永远不说，另一方就永远装作不懂。于是一方永远沉默，一方永远装傻。
暧昧是她不是你的情人，但她似乎比你的情人更关心你和了解你。
暧昧是，除了情人节之外，其它的节日大家都交换礼物
暧昧是天冷时、感冒时、有一个会在晚上传讯息特意提你服药，叫你多穿点、盖好被，早点睡的普通朋友。
暧昧是半夜你睡不着，却可以放心打电话给他聊天的普通朋友。
暧昧是当你遇到问题解决不了的时候，你找不到你的女朋友，或者不能问女朋友的时候，你第一个便会想起她。
暧昧是每当她提及她的另一半时，你会万箭穿心，但你也希望她幸福。
暧昧是你明明知道问他你的爱情问题会令他担心、甚至会令他难过，但你除了他，却不知道要问谁。
暧昧是甜津津又同时酸溜溜的，往往从未开始，已叫人不安，患得患失。
暧昧是常常挣扎彼此关系，你怕透明化之后，你既得不到一个情人，却又失去了一个知心好友。
暧昧是见不到她时，你会挂念她。见到的时候，又会觉得还好。
暧昧是两个人都会互相猜度，她是不是已经暗示了甚么？我是不是自作多情。
暧昧是两人之间有层玻璃，无限透明与亲近，但一直到不了一起。
这种关系存在友情之间，是一种很特别的朋友，是一种默契的朋友，不近也不远，不多情也不无情……。
有时你可能不知道自己更喜欢对方还是更喜欢暧昧，不清楚自己因为喜欢对方而选择暧昧，还是因为喜欢暧昧而选择对方，但你会知道自己喜欢这样的轻柔和模糊，不需要了解太多，不需要朝思暮想，更不必消得人比黄花瘦，暧昧是浓缩了的爱情，暧昧是最繁琐的性，不能说没有惦念，不能说没有关注，但暧昧的惦念与关注平静如一泓清水，去除了妒忌与猜疑的杂质，我想暧昧应该定义为两性之间最纯粹的关系。
暧昧是淡紫色的，比赤红色的热恋淡一点，比粉红色的暗恋浓一点。就好像男女之间，突然多了一双游走在热情和冷静之间的手，说不清又道不明。欲言又止，仿佛充满了挑逗。至于其中的分寸，只有深陷其中的人才能感受……
暧昧是个美丽的陷阱，让你不知不觉深陷其中。待你发觉危险时，恐已无力自拔！
暧昧是糖，甜到哀伤。
伤心吗？难过吗？痛苦吗？只是谁让你把暧昧当爱情呢？
这是个暧昧横行的年代，感情出现第三个种类，比友情深比爱情浅，游走于二者的边缘，这就是暧昧。是什么时候开始本应是明明朗朗的爱情成了一场麓战，谁先动心谁就满盘皆输万劫不复。是谁把简单复杂化？
暧昧，是可以推脱责任的游戏，没有承诺就无需负责；暧昧，是勇敢者的游戏，无畏的人才能在角逐中进退自如。
如果你没有铁石铸就的心肠做软胃甲，那么你就别拿暧昧当爱情。
暧昧是，比好朋友再亲一点，但比情人远一点。
暧昧是，你会常常在MSN等他在线，当他几天没有在线，你就会有些担心。
暧昧是，你会不时去他的BLOG看看有没有更新，而且你会留意字里行间，他对你有没有什么暗示。
暧昧是，有感觉，然而这种感觉不足以叫你们切切实实地发展一段正式的关系。
暧昧是，明白人生有太多的无奈，现实有太多的限制。你知道没有可能，但又舍不得放手。
暧昧是，有进一步的冲动，却没有进一步的勇气 暧昧是，他不是你的情人，但似乎他比你的情人更关心你和了解你。
暧昧是，你会编一条围巾给他，但大家从没有开始过。
暧昧是，虽然他不是你的情人，但他却会对你说：你对我是十分重要的。
暧昧是，你感冒时有一个会在晚上打电话来，特意提醒你服药，叫你盖好被子早点睡的普通朋友。
暧昧是，每当他提及他的另一半时，你会万箭穿心。
暧昧是，为了逃避背叛的罪恶感。
暧昧是，甜津津又同时酸溜溜的。往往从未开始，已叫人不安，患得患失。
暧昧是，别人以为你们在搞地下情时，你会沾沾自喜。
暧昧是，别人问你们是否恋爱中，你张口结舌。
暧昧是，常常挣扎表不表白。你怕表白之后，你既得不到一个情人，却又失去了一个知心好友。
暧昧是，见到他，你会心跳；见不到他时，你会挂念他。
暧昧是，两个人都会互相猜想。他是不是已经暗示了什么？我是不是自作多情？
暧昧是，每天大家都会聊QQ，会互传手机短信，无规律地偶然约会。
暧昧是，除了情人节之外，其它的节日大家都交换礼物。
暧昧是，你很想多走一步，但又怕会吓怕了他。你会很小心流露自己的感情。
暧昧是，两个人没有承诺过什么。但虽然如此，你愿意付出的，比有承诺的情侣更多。没有责任，但你却很渴望去承担，不问回报。
暧昧是，你可以名正言顺的同时与别人保持这样的关系，而对方无话可说。
暧昧是，一扇门，你可以停留在门外，也可以踏进房子里面。门永远不是终点站。
暧昧是，当你厌倦了这个东西，可以不声不响不用理由轻易的离开。
离开，离开。
当我厌倦，选择离开，才发现你已离开，才发现离开是如此的简单。
但是如果有勇气打破暧昧，或许会成为一段真正无悔的爱情。
但，暧昧始终不是爱情。两个人再如何得好也不要改变既定的和谐，也别幻想着角色的转换，否则只有痛苦和失望。如果未曾蒙面的话，就更不该冒这个险了！就把它当作一种友谊，好好的放在保温箱里，给它取个动人的名字叫暧昧...

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You choice.

Cursed~

Childhood friends for more than 15 years long, always sticking together wherever they go. They aren't lesbians, but they are the best friends, and they trust each other more than anyone else.

They entered the same kindergarten, primary school, secondary school, and colleges even though one of them doesn't like the subject, they just wanna be together and spend their quality time together.

Sarah is a intelligent girl, with a beauty smile on her face and kind hearted. She is good in managing time and accounts, which makes her the best student in accounting course.

Stephanie is artistic, creative and daring. She loves mystery stuffs like magic and spirits. Her imagination is just too powerful and her plans are very detailed, every single precaution is taken, and never once failed.

With the combination of them both, they can run a big event without any others help. Everyone was after them. But they enjoyed to be together instead of letting others into their life.

Everyday seems so fine, until when Sarah took up violin classes.

Her tutor for violin lesson, was tall and handsome guy. Sarah's heart kept pumping fast when she saw this Mr. nice guy walking towards her. Every time she pulled at the wrong tune, Eric will hold her hand and plays it right, and she starts to feel difficult to breath.

Eric finally asked Sarah out for a date. She was so excited about it, and decided to bring Stephanie along and introduce him to her. And 3 of them had a memorable day together.

Months later, Eric and Sarah officially announce their relationships. Everyone congratulated both of them, and Stephanie hugged her so tight with a happy smile on her face. But deep inside, she was damn jealous, damn angry for them to be together. Stephanie had did lots of things behind Sarah to get Eric's heart.

She flirts with him on the phone all the time, dated him out for a movie and more. But she lost to Sarah even thought she did nothing but violin lessons only? She feels unfair. Evil thoughts went through her head, trying to destroy their relationship in all ways.

But the evil plans just doesn't work at all. A prank date, fake accidents, and so much more, it just made their relationship became closer and closer. Finally, Stephanie came up with her last and worst idea - curses. She summoned the strongest spirits and put it into the necklace she bought.

The necklace was tribal cross design, with a skull right in the middle of it. It is a very cool looking necklace and Eric will definitely love it.

So she present it to Eric on the 2nd day in college. Eric was so happy and he gave her a hug.

That night, after Eric locked the door of the musical room, he walked to get his car right outside the college while smsing with Sarah. It was totally normal and nothing strange happen, just that the weather is much more cooler than usual. Soon enough, he felt uneasy and weird. He looked around, and he noticed he's still outside the musical room. As he continued to talk, the surroundings just repeated and the distance is endless.

He felt scared and started to run and scream. Nobody heard him at all. And he fell down as if someone pulls his leg.

He then felt pain in the heart, and feeling hard to breath. Grabbing his neck hunger for oxygen, trying to speak out loud but there isn't any sound coming out from his throat. With the efficient oxygen, he fell down hard and knocked his head on a huge rock, and instantly died.

The next day, his body was found beside his car, lying down there smartly. Policemen are clueless how he died.

Friendship will not affect a relationship, but also, don't let relationship affect friendship.

Jealousy kills.

我是喜欢你，但已是曾经

把你的号码从通讯录中删除，不出意外的话，我们不会再有交集了吧，反正，你已经好久没有主动打电话给我，甚至没有主动发过一条短信，我们，就这样了吧。就这样，不再爱你了。

不再在嘈杂的人声中捕捉你的嗓音了

不再在滚滚人流中追逐你的身影了

不再因为你出现而再三斟酌自己的言语，动作甚至表情了

不再，为你心动了

你从来没有发现，喊出你的名字的时候，是我最温柔的时候，甚至声音有微微的颤抖；经过你的身旁，我的脚步总是放的又轻又慢；我从不敢直视你的眼睛，怕泄露了太多的情感；在无意识的发呆时，草稿纸上满页满页都是你的名字，我能把你的名字写得比我的名字还溜；分开的时候，满脑子满脑子都是你的身影，回忆一刹那只剩与你有关的点点滴滴；吃饭的时候，睡觉的时候，逛街的时候，发呆的时候，都在想你在干什么呢，会不会，会不会像我想你一样想我呢……

那样纯粹而淡然的生活，那样以你为中心的生活，因为回忆而丰满，因为现实而枯萎。距离拉长了思念，却阻隔了见面；时间沉淀了暗恋，让你离我好远好远。眼看着身边的人一个一个都有了轰轰烈烈，我想，是该放下你了，回忆，仅仅是用来回忆。

不要说我不甘寂寞，因为我已经寂寞了好久，不要说我用情不专，因为你从来不属于我，也不要说我轻言放弃，你甚至，连一个微小的回应都不曾给我。

不再留着你的短信不舍得删掉了

不再一遍一遍的回看我们的聊天记录了

不再眼巴巴的盯着手机期望你的电话了

不再上一整晚的MSN等你现身了

不再死皮赖脸的硬拽着你在我涂鸦墙上留言了

不再到处跟别人打听你的消息了

不再向好友倾诉自己的心酸了

你拨动了我的心弦，却不曾为我驻足，当我以为你还在的时候，你已没有踪影，当你回头找寻我的时候，我已开始寻找自己的天空，亲爱的，我把最美好最美好的年华留给了你，我，于你无愧。亲爱的，我的青春有限，承担不起一生一世的等待。

请不要怀疑，曾经，我愿意不顾一切的等你，愿意随时随地陪你，愿意在你身后默默的看你，为你的快乐而快乐，为你的悲伤而悲伤，尽管，那些情绪，与我无关啊……

等待不苦，苦的是，没有希望的等待……

ps:有的时候爱是没有理由的，爱了就是爱了，即使撞上南墙也是爱了，只是爱的卑微爱的骄傲罢了，其中滋味只有自己知道