— من وجد الله فمن فقد ومن فقد الله فمن وجد —
He who has found Allah, what has he lost?
And he who has lost Allah, what has he found?
cherry valley forever
Keni
Show & Tell
Monterey Bay Aquarium
occasionally subtle
Acquired Stardust
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Andulka
Peter Solarz

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Stranger Things
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Claire Keane
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
AnasAbdin
taylor price
trying on a metaphor

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shark vs the universe
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— من وجد الله فمن فقد ومن فقد الله فمن وجد —
He who has found Allah, what has he lost?
And he who has lost Allah, what has he found?
Tudor-era double portrait, to commemorate the marriage of William and Joan Judde. 1560.
مهما عز طلبك تذكر قُدرة الله.
No matter how difficult your request is, remember the power of Allah.
kabhi khud pe kabhi haalat pe
kabhi khud pe kabhi haalat pe rona aaya // baat nikli tou har ik baat pe rona aaya
hum tou samjhe the hum bhool gaye hain unko // kya hua aaj yeh kis baat pe rona aaya
kis liye jeete hain hum kiske liye jeete hain // baarhaa aise sawalaat pe rona aaya
kon rota hai kisi aur ki khaatir aey dost // sabko apni hi kisi baat pe rona aaya
Sahir Ludhianvi
— Blithe Saxon, an excerpt from Because It’s Her (via lunamonchtuna)
𝔣𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢
i'm planning for my next exam, feeling a bit exhausted but still want to do my best!!
Study pic except it's just to flex the flowers
- catching the next train
Sidney Sheldon, “The Stars Shine Down”
I'm slowly teaching myself that someone else's emergency is not my emergency. I've been running miles for people who couldn't even take a step for me.
Blue Water Lilies, Monet, c. 1917
Albert Camus, from a letter to María Casares featured in Correspondance, 1944-1959