#bindlethots

I have been crying a lot a lot lately. A lot more than i used to-- and I used to cry quite a bit. Instead, now, I am not ashamed to cry. I do it openly and so often that its become a detail written in my personality. Salam is me, the girl that cries. There is so much beauty around us and equally so much pain and heart disease. I am willing to cry to purify the world i see around me. I am willing to rejoice at all the blessings, too. There has never been a bad day in sadness. I am so thrilled to feel as much as I do today. Alahmdulilah. 

this is for the old bastard. 

This old man once sent me the lyrics to Ambulance in an inappropriate letter when I was just so young. Now, I am older and I want to see TV on the Radio live. So, I can relive the first time I ever heard the song. 

I wonder if they know how similar they are. 

i need to get out of this house and away from this city. 

she’s too cute. i cannot help, but like her. 

Depending where we are the night makes us calm. We are the rowdy bunch. Night is the time to escape, to creep out the window and into the streets. For us its the perfect time to run away.