“…and you can never know what was in my heart.”
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, from The Brothers Karamazov

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“…and you can never know what was in my heart.”
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, from The Brothers Karamazov
gentleness and softness and sweetness
Sharon Olds, from "Known to Be Left", Stag’s Leap
with your whole heart or don't bother
i have got to give up the desire to be understood. lol
"يُرزق الله بالأسباب، وبدون الأسباب، وبإستحالة الأسباب، وبعكس الأسباب؛ هو الرزاق سبحانه"
"Allah provides through means, without means, through the impossibility of means, and contrary to means; He is Ar-Razzaq (the Supreme Provider), glory be to Him."
i keep falling in love with my deen all over again, again and again, as if every time i learn something new about it, my heart discovers its beauty in a deeper way.
just found out that “wish you were here” in persian is ‘jāy-e shomā khālīst’ which means “your place is empty” and it felt like being stabbed in the heart 37 times
but does he pray for you though?
Emotional safety is my love language.
just learned that there is no reward for suffering
i stopped waiting for apologies and started giving myself peace.
Having someone match your wit or your weirdness without hesitation is actually so fucking comforting and fun.
I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.