living in an art house

sometimes you just gotta put music on and stare at the ceiling

it's about i want a love that falls as fast as a body from the balcony it's about i know i've kissed you before but i didn't do it right it's about i look up at the gaps of sunlight i miss you more than anything

I’m a simple woman. I find a song I like, I listen to it for three weeks uninterrupted until I find another one.

be poetic. if you find the way the light falls through your window and onto your bedroom wall pretty, write about it. call it soft and golden as sunlit honey. if it makes you glad to be alive then it’s not silly. you look for the beauty of things, be proud of that. say the heavy rain is kissing you. write about the glow of the moon, the dancing of flowers. make your world magical. collect your metaphors and treasure them.

If you see someone in need but cannot help them, make dua for them because Allah can.