Sometimes I think about how hard it would be to live without my family if I was to ever move away. But then sometimes…all I ever really want is to just be whisked away. Start living a different life. Away from everyone, and everything. Somewhere where no one else really knows me. Somewhere where I could hide. Where theres no baggage, petty drama, and brown ppl politics.
Thinking of my dream house after I get married... for some odd reason...
All I can think of is how slick my garage will be… it’ll probably be my favorite? haha. and an all stainless steel kitchen… bedroom with a patio and a nice view… grays, purples, blues, and blacks… I just really want a cool garage, with cool cars in it hahah. Oh and I’m big on landscape, I want a garden, flowers everywhereeee. I want there to be a designated prayer room, and then a basement that I’ll turn into a man cave for my hubby, i’ll decorate it myself! theatre style, maybe a dj corner, a small kitchen… oh my god I found a picture of a legit one
HOW SEXY IS THAT?!
It sounds all showy and shit, but I want it to be simple at the same time. Doing most of it ourselves, paint the walls ourselves, garden ourselves… put all the work in together will be like part of our marriage. I dont want the house to be too big either. I don’t want some crazy mansion with 12 bedrooms… just enough for us and someday our kids. Love gets lost in a house too big, I want our place to be cozy and comfy. SO COMFY that whereever you sit, you can fall asleep, you can nap, you can dream, you can read, you can talk, and drink tea or coffee….you can relax. Inshallah
“Your 20’s are your ‘selfish’ years. It’s a decade to immerse yourself in every single thing possible. Be selfish with your time, and all the aspects of you. Tinker with shit, travel, explore, love a lot, love a little, and never touch the ground.”—Kyoko Escamilla (via emotional-algebra)