Sometimes there is so much we feel, but so little we can say..

love it when sunlight spills through every window all at once and gilds all the rooms in honey and a house feels a little more like a home and childhood wasn’t so far back after all

Laughing like idiots in bed together is a love language

Still I want to be more kind, more thoughtful, more giving, more loving, more God-conscious

need one of those hugs that allow you to relax your muscles and feel the tension leave from your body before you press yourself further into their arms. one of those hugs that make you feel safe even if it’s just for that moment

The heartaches of this dunya keep reminding us that we should never have attached our hearts to anything other than Allāh swt in the first place.

When you stand in front of Allah عَزّ وَجَل, imperfect, sinful, forgetful, but still repenting, know He has blessed you.

life is so much better when u stop hyperanalysing urself and realise u can’t hate urself into being better u just have to accept ur a lil weird n fucked up slightly but it’s not that deep just live