February 11, 2015: دانة الدنيا day 1😍💕

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February 11, 2015: دانة الدنيا day 1😍💕
Identity Poems (1,2,3,4) Ink on paper (36”x24”) AHijazi I rarely ever post my school work on tumblr, but Alhamdulillah, I’m quite happy with how this series turned out :)
How are you to imagine anything, if the images are always provided for you?
i hate when people ask “who you tryna look good for?!” bitch myself bye
I think hell is something you carry around with you. Not somewhere you go.
Neil Gaiman (via charmrose)
Prague, The Czech Republic (by John & Tina Reid)
you’re always the master of your heart, and never the other way round. But emotions are terribly inconvenient, Logan.. they don’t always behave as one would wish
Lisa Kleypas, Because you’re mine (3/100)
Love is neither happiness nor misery, but rather the senses finding the harmony and discord of resemblance through ever-renewing desire. If we had known the one who loved us more than we knew the one we love, love would have remained as ambivalent as ever, happiness would have remained a throw of the dice, and the poet would have had to borrow the absent one’s feelings. If only we had known the one who loves us before we knew the one we love!
Mahmoud Darwish, In the Presence of Absence (via whyallcaps)
who loves you?
(via ogkleptoo)
But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello, tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t want someone who just talks about the weather.
(via closedforprayer)
“I desire to be with you. I miss you. I feel lonely when I can’t see you. I am obsessed with you, fascinated by you, infatuated with you. I hunger for your taste, your smell, the feel of your soul touching mine.”
Jack Llawayllynn, Indulgence (via psych-facts)
images from lebanon shot twice, an incredible book by zaven kouyoumdjian recreating famous photographs and scenes from the lebanese civil war by tracking down the anonymous faces in the pictures 20 years later. see more pictures here and the book here.
You can tell how someone feels about you by the way they look at you.
(via psych-facts)