Khwaab

[loud-and-quiet]

Another reason why I want to get married?

So I can wear all the fancy, chamcham chatak lipsticks I want... without anyone judging me for dressing up toooooo much. 💄✨🤧

[loud-and-quiet]

Absolutely love rains and all the chaos that come along. ⛈️☂️🤩

[loud-and-quiet]

Going to office today because I wanted to experience the chaos firsthand 🥲

[loud-and-quiet]

Sums up my personality 🤧

[becherdireinen]

i hate having an internal monologue like shut the fuck up for five minutes.

[loud-and-quiet]

Today, I remember Hussain ibn Ali - an inspirational figure who made the ultimate stand against oppression.

His story is one of a kind.

Uncover it here:

https://whoishussain.org/about-hussain

[rose1water]

— Learning Spirituality from Imam Husayn (a): A Commentary on Du'a 'Arafah, Dr. Javad Shomali

[loud-and-quiet]

Iska alag rona khatam nhi hota 😒

[recoverr-deactivated20250621]

i don't know who needs to hear this, but guilt, self-hatred and shame are not sustainable sources of growth and healing. you can't hate yourself into feeling better, or being better. you can't repeatedly punish yourself for your flawed humanity and expect wholesome results.

[vollzeitherz-deactivated2026012]

as you get older, you start realizing that you are not always right and there’s a lot of things you could have handled better and many situations where you could have been kinder and all you can really do is forgive yourself and let your mistakes make you a better person.

[inoor]

I come on tumblr to talk to myself publicly

[loud-and-quiet]

Chatpate se mehenge goggles lene ka mann kar rha hai yrrrr🙂‍↔️

[aess-0x]

[loud-and-quiet]

Hit a new low at my workplace, got teary eyed in front of my manager 🫠

[anxietyproblem]

[loud-and-quiet]

I think I am going to have a bad day todayyy🥺🥺

[poetic-questions]

—Banana Yoshimoto, "Kitchen"

[askebos]

“Stop thinking about saving your fragile face. Tell us your particularized world. Make up a story. Narrative is radical, creating us at the very moment it is being created. We will not blame you if your reach exceeds your grasp. We will not blame you if your words go down in flames and nothing is left but the raw-scald. We will not blame you if, with the reticence of a surgeon’s hands, your words suture only the red places where blood might flow. We will not blame you because we know you can never do it properly: once and for all. Passion is never enough. Talent is never enough. Skill is never enough. But try. For our sake and yours. So. Forget your name in the street; tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. Don’t tell us what to believe, what to fear. Show us belief’s wide skirt and the stitch that unravels fear’s caul. You, so blessed with occasional blindness, can speak the language that tells us what only language can: how to see without pictures. We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”

— Toni Morrison, The Nobel Lecture In Literature, 1993