[remanence-of-love]

[achillesinhighheels]

sorry i can’t go out tonight i’m at home sitting down

[fromhersoul]

[theambitiouswoman]

decenter everyone and center yourself

[hereiswhatremains]

"I've been trying to go home my whole life."

"All the places I run to have no room for me."

— Chelsea Dingman, Two Poems

[lobstabear]

To my 25 - 35 year olds, you've reached the age where people around you are starting to give up on themselves because they think it's too late. Don't let that energy rub off on you. It's not too late.

[nature-travel-photography]

Mesa Arch Moonrise Eye - Author: Puzhio

[sanrio-stud]

there should be coming of age stories for people turning 30

[dumblr]

Ramadan Mubarak ✨🌙

a month of forgiveness. a month of mercy. may Allah replace your sadness with peace, your fears with faith, and your prayers with beautiful answers. may this sacred month gently heal your heart, quiet your worries, and fill your life with endless mercy and light. may this month cleanse not only our bodies, but our hearts, intentions, and souls. may we find comfort in every prayer. Ameen.

[undertheinfluencex1]

[wovi]

[teuba]

‏"ابتعد قليلًا.. واطلب من الله ترتيبك، واشدُد على قلبك فالأيام عجاف، ولا تخف واتكئ بكُلِّك على ربِّ الفلق، فإنَّ الله لا يخذُل من صدق."

[khalednajjaar]

”كمن أغلق كل الأبواب ليرتاح، و بقيت الرياح تهب عليه من ثقبٍ في صدره.“

[julaibib]

[ingenuity]

[musefor2]

strangers being kind to u is one of the best things ever because u know that they gain nothing from it and they probably will never see u again but they just choose to be kind

[persianmom-deactivated20251026]

i do believe on some level that real love is ugly. i think we’ve convinced ourselves otherwise by ingesting highly filtered staged moments of other people’s relationships and telling ourselves that maybe we are too ugly for love. but real love — it’s waking up in the dead of morning with dried drool on your face, it’s bleeding in a bed that isn’t yours, it’s having a panic attack in the park and not knowing how to verbalize what you’re feeling, it’s not shaving + not apologizing, it’s crying because you need something you cannot name + much more — all while being held.