Brown girl collecting Metaphors like bangles...

[aliyafatima]

Luxury has never appealed to me, I like simple things, books, being alone, or with somebody who understands.

-Daphne du Maurier

[zainabsletters]

Random pair of eyes, a book, a novel, an untold story.

The unread pages, the trapped tears, the death of the words.

-Taha Zainab

[aliyafatima]

Silence is the mother tongue of Grief

It sits beside you and knits sorrows, It becomes a Museum of everything we couldnt say, It becomes the first word you learn when grief knocks your door, And In this silence everything left unspoken stands quietly...waiting to be named

-Aliya Fatima

[aliyafatima]

There are time when I'm convinced I'm unfit for any human relationships

-Franz kafka

I want to talk about everything with atleast one person as I talk about things with myself

-Fyodor dostoevsky

[aliyafatima]

It made me lonely. And when I say lonely, I mean the kind of loneliness that howls through you like a desert wind. It wasn't just the loss of people I had known but also the loss of myself. The loss of who I had been when I had been with them.

-Matt Haig, How to Stop Time

[aliyafatima]

There are days when the melancholy settles on you like a sudden change in weather. The kind of sadness that is intangible. Like the presence of an ache where you can't pinpoint exactly where it hurts, you just know it does.

-Lang Leav, Sea of Strangers

[aliyafatima]

I think I've come to terms with the fact that there will always be a ribbon of loneliness running through who I am.

-Jenny Slate

[aliyafatima]

I vulgarize my feelings by speaking of them too readily to others.

-Susan Sontag

[unleashed-imagination]

Some people are artists. Some, themselves, are art.

[aliyafatima]

My whole being knows that you are the knife that inflicts a wound upon my heart, yet it still desires you for the remedy of my pain.

Aliya Fatima

[girl-on-films]

she adores pretty things and witty words

[aliyafatima]

Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.

-Kahlil Gibran

[aliyafatima]

Even though everything we say or write, there are still things in the heart that are too big to be said.

-Mahmoud Darwish

[aliyafatima]

My Heart is a Cemetery... A place where thousands of my Desires are Buried, and a burial ground of the Deaths inside me that are still Alive

[zainabsletters]

I am a museum

Full of uneventful and unalived things that once were alive and beautiful

[aliyafatima]

😶🤧❤️

[aliyafatima]

My Heart is a Cemetery... A place where thousands of my Desires are Buried, and a burial ground of the Deaths inside me that are still Alive

[aliyafatima]

I often keep Ice on my palms, to see how much I can endure the Calm which turns into Chaos, Just like I shelter my Anger and my Grief to feel how much I can bare the flames of my own destruction

[flygoing]

laptop overheating?? pour water on it to cool it down!

[chastittie]

i trusted you

[flygoing]

Do not trust people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people

[four-leafed-queer-gal-deactivat]

THE ORIGINAL?!?!?!?!?!

[zainabsletters]

Mostly last chances don't come informing you that it's your last, you get to know it after it's gone forever.

[aliyafatima]

You see, We usually remember the the dates of those beautiful moments we spent with our loved ones, But not the date of the time when someone leaves, You try to recall the last time you looked in their eyes, but that too is a blurred vision, Its not because you never loved them... Its because you had no idea that it would be your Last