May 2013
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praying the cyclone in Bangladesh isn’t going to affect my parents in anyway, may Allah keep them safe, ameen.
“In the end there doesn’t have to be anyone who understands you. There just has...”
– Robert Brault (via satea)
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I can’t love myself… i cant…
maybe essentially what I need is someone to come along and love me enough to teach me how to love myself. some people just need that I guess.
the best.
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injured my neck last wednesday, and had to get a neck brace from the urgent care, had to go to physical therapy.. and all these pain meds…it was REALLY bad, but i instantly forgot about all of it as soon i saw my crazy family…love them!
“As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t....”
– Haruki Murakami (via je-suis-une-reveuse)
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April 2013
I guess we can’t really ask Allah swt to protect us and then complain about the way he goes about doing so. It doesn’t work like that.
“Two other women, also breast cancer survivors, said their husbands left them...”
– My Beef with the “I Love Boobies” Bracelets (via thepeacefulterrorist)
“What she really craved was a connection. That feeling you got when you knew you...”
– J. Sterling, In Dreams (via lifeisnotabutton)
“The space inside your Self is sacred. Let no intruder enter. It is saved only...”
– Yasmin Mogahed (via reclaiming-qalbi)
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“You will not enter Paradise until you believe and you will not believe until you love one another. Shall I guide you to something that will lead you to love one another? Spread the greetings of peace (salaam) amongst one another.” - Prophet Muhammad (SAW) [reported by Abu Hurairah, Sahih Muslim].
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We don’t really get to decide who comes in our lives…sometimes we don’t get to decide who stays either. What we do get to decide is how we handle it when they leave, and how we take care of those that stay.
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If i have to repeatedly tell myself not to get attached…that means I’m probably already attached.
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Those sneakers you run your miles in everyday have tears and wears beyond repair and needs an immediate replacement….so you think. Each mark, tear, wear, dirt smudge, and hole tell a different story. Where you ran off to one day, the puddles you splashed over, the mountains you hiked, the parks you’ve ran through, the people they saw..you met. The frustration you let out on a fast...
how am I looking for something in my life, but running away from it all at the same time.
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I’m stuck between being absolutely terrified of losing something I have and being grateful for having something I’m actually scared to lose…
