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these days, you sigh more often than you breathe.
Noor Shirazie, into the wildfire: battle scars (via noorshirazie)

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sometimes i forget how many times i’ve picked myself off the floor, how many times i’ve washed away smudgy makeup and put myself to bed. how many times i’ve said no to something unhealthy. said yes to something good. how many times i’ve treated myself with kindness and patience. i forget how many times i’ve tended to wounds and made peace with my own anger. if i was taking care of a body that was not my own, i’d believe i was doing everything i could. so here’s to remembering that i’m doing the best i can.
When you're the one with social anxiety in the family and everyone is losing patience with you because everyone is ready to go out but the thought of leaving home and going to this event is making you physically nauseous and full dread so you just sit there. Any advice on how to deal eould be much appreciated.
phone: starts ringing from an unknown number
me: waits for it to stop while feeling very stressed
Being fully dressed and ready to leave for uni but not being able to actually get out the door.

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Dawa Ya Moto
If ever you lose me To darker days Search for me Call out my name
Recite His words Teach me to pray Guide me to Him Show me the way
If ever I slip And fall in rain When clouds pour heavy And the light, it fades
Remind me of His love Save me from pain Speak of His mercy Keep my soul sane
— Mobeen Hakeem
in the quran love is not defined however, it states that commitment is loves first consequence so when i called you at 4am that night, after 6 months of not hearing your voice and you professed your love for me blaming your commitment issues for letting me go i realised that you never loved me for one must be commited to be in love, in islam and my God, i was for i tried to learn parts of another language for you and laughed as i sat with your family i was yours but you were not mine not even the harsh waves of the ocean would have stopped me from swimming across the world to be met with that smile but the storm always proved too much for you
(via aazizam)
I'm struggling But atleast I can admit to that That has to count for something right?
When your exam timetable comes out and for a few moments you can't really breathe right.
Nothing like the end of the academic year to make you realise how much shit you need to sort out!

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When you're fully dressed and ready to go in but can't bring yourself to leave the house you know something's wrong.
When your loneliness makes it hard to breathe, you know you need to sort out your life.
I love you, As in, I can’t stop talking to God about you. As in, how did you become the beginning and end of every prayer I whisper? How is it that you became the catalyst behind these tears that flow so naturally, teaching me new depths of sincerity? I hold my heart in my hand but you’ve become the beat. You give me a reason, driving me to my knees. To beg to the Source of love to write me as your eternal lover, I beg and plead. I love you, As in, did I mention I can’t stop telling God about you? And I hope that one day, I can tell you about His replies to me—from the moment I first told Him about you, till the moment I became yours to keep.
Prayers of the heart || A.A. (via anu-meaning)
She looks up at him like he’s the world. And he just thinks she’s pretty.
I know I care more and I really wish I didn’t. (via peachbliss)
My parents have been married for over 30 years and I have been raised in their love. My mother told me my father used to send her a handwritten love letter every day when they were young in Somalia and sometimes twice a day when he missed her something bad. Love is having babies and fleeing a country in war together. It is being scared and being brave anyway. It is missing each other and always being friends. My parent’s love taught me that you need more than beautiful words for love to survive. Love is hard work, it is a commitment every day, it is doing what is necessary to make sure the other person is ok. My father somehow took care of a family of 12+ on a taxi cab driver’s salary and studied by a lamp’s light every night. My mother raised 10 children in a country hostile to their very existence with nothing but pure wit and strength. So I learned early on that love must manifest in actions. My favorite memory of them is how my mother would wait to eat until my father came home every day and them sitting together just laughing, talking, and loving. One time, my father took my mother’s hand and looked at us sitting around the table and told us, ‘you know, I love this woman. She is my best friend.’ And the way my mother still looks at my father, I know he’s not the only one who feels that way.
Yasmin Mohamed Yonis, in an interview for the Black Love Project (via froleo)

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Sudden craving to travel.
The smell of an airport and the feeling of going somewhere. Anywhere.