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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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My loves ❤
Introverts don’t get lonely if they don’t socialize with a lot of people, but we do get lonely if we don’t have intimate interactions on a regular basis.
Sophia Dembling, The Introvert’s Way: Living a Quiet Life in a Noisy World (via wordsnquotes)
She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return.
Starra Neely Blade (via wordsnquotes)
Was spraying this certain Victoria Secret perfume that I just bought when the smell struck me. So familiar. And ignited a certain feeling I couldn’t describe. Anguish. That feeling of hopelessness. If you do not know me, I’m the type that associates people, places, experiences with smell. So it dawned on me, it must have been a terrible experience that I could feel such misery all over again. And then I remembered. It was my sister. 24 August 2014. That night I received an urgent call from my brother. After multiple times of trying to contact arwah Luqman. When my brother called I was asked to rush to Vivocity because arwah Luqman had “an accident”. My sister wasn’t asleep yet and looking at the expression on my face she quickly decided to accompany me. So she put on her hoodie and sprayed some Victoria Secret on herself. The smell lingered around me as I drove quietly towards Vivocity. While driving I had this nagging feeling to head straight to Singapore General Hospital. I was already thinking of the possible scenarios. If he were to be left paralyse, I will stand by him no matter what. I will be there for him. But there was also another thought that perhaps this is it. This is goodbye. He’s saying goodbye to me now. And that smell of my sister’s perfume lingered around me from the car to the A&E entrance to the small room in which the doctor couldn’t look me in the eye while her voice quivered while she tried to tell me the news. While she squeezed my knee not knowing what else to say. While I walked myself outside trying to breath some air, trying to digest what I just heard. And the smell lingered as my sister followed me quietly her face looking horrified as she too tried to digest the news. And finally as we sat at the bench outside A&E at 4am in the morning, the serenity of the wee hours. I finally managed to say a prayer for Allah to forgive us all, to forgive arwah Luqman and to give me strength to overcome this night and the many more nights. As my sister said “Aammiin” the smell lingered. And I broke into uncontrollable tears as my way of saying goodbye to my beloved Luqman…
Reflect upon the words of the Quran and you will see a King to Whom belongs all dominion and to Whom all praise is due. The reins of all matters and affairs are in His hands, they originate from Him and find their conclusion through Him. He is established upon the seat of His kingdom, nothing is hidden from Him in any region of His domain. He is All-Knowing about what is in the hearts of His servants, knowing their secrets and what they show publicly. He alone has the power to manage the affairs of the kingdom; He hears and He sees, He gives and He withholds, He rewards and He punishes, He honors and He humiliates, He creates, gives sustenance, causes death, causes life, grants and arranges. All matters come from Him, the smallest and the greatest, and all matters find their conclusion with Him; they do not move by the amount of an atom except by His permission, and no leaf falls except that He has knowledge of it.
Ibn Qayyim al-Jawziyyah, from my book The Sayings of Ibn Qayyim al-Jawziyyah (via islamic-art-and-quotes)
Aku bekerja kerana Lillahi Ta'ala... Aku bekerja kerana Lillahi Ta'ala.. InshaAllah inshaAllah.
Ramadan breaks me every year, because I learn that the little things I blame on the shaytan are really from the monsters of my nafs.
Ibn Rajab reported: Some of the righteous predecessors were asked, “Why has fasting been instituted?” They said, “That the rich will taste hunger and thus will not forget the hungry.
Source: Laṭāʼif al-Maʻārif 1/168 عن ابن رجب وسئل بعض السلف لم شرع الصيام قال ليذوق الغني طعم الجوع فلا ينسى الجائع (via wethemuslims)
And joke of the year goes to...........
There must be something strangely sacred in salt. It is in our tears and in the sea.
Khalil Gibran, Sand and Foam (via wordsnquotes)
Feelings are just fleeting on the surface. But emotions, they’re very deep, primal; they linger.
The Giver, Dir. Phillip Noyce (via wordsnquotes)
And maybe she enjoyed watching thunderstorms so much because she was finally not screaming alone anymore.
she is the storm, ohfeelingz (via wordsnquotes)