Life has three days:
Yesterday which has gone
Tomorrow which you may not see
Today, so act.
— Al Hasan al Basri رحمه الله| Az Zuhd pg.197
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Love Begins
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@alvinaa
Life has three days:
Yesterday which has gone
Tomorrow which you may not see
Today, so act.
— Al Hasan al Basri رحمه الله| Az Zuhd pg.197
Wenn ein Mensch wirklich Interesse an dir hat, dann steht er zu dir, egal wann,egal wo und egal vor wem. Alles andere sind Ausreden.
Wer postet die ganze zeit ray ban scheisse auf meiner seite??😭😭
@myfavplayersknowimmiserable alles gute nochmal mein schaaatz🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
anyways i only allow sweethearts into my life. sweeties only
lord please remove the negativity in me
RUSSIA. Chechnya. Near Goragorsk. December 2014. A Chechen fighter prays during a Russian air raid.
Photograph: Thomas Dworzak/Magnum Photos
The saddest part in life is saying goodbye to someone you wish to spend your lifetime with.
You know you really love someone, when you don‘t hate him for breaking your heart.
Seeing those who left, in a dream, is the most painful kind of meetings.
“إذا أحب القلب شيئاً رأته العين جنةً”
“and when the heart loves something the eyes see it as paradise”
Chechnya, Russia (1999) - Dmitri Beliakov
Chechen insurgents wife arranges her scarf on a mountain base
Dein größter Feind sind die Gedanken über die du keine Kontrolle mehr hast.
The more beautiful the writing, the more painful the experience.
It’s what I have been told once. Since then, I understand the importance of sharing pieces along with the acknowledgment of the hand that wrote it. I understood from the pieces I’ve loved, that they cannot simply be written from the sake of just writing, but from sincerity.
That’s the truth. Words means nothing, if they haven’t lived through them.