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we're not kids anymore.
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@sadiasohani
My first best friend With benefits Gave me the benefit of His observation "You think of yourself like a girl In a story." I always wanted to be the Heroine The Muse, the Dream Girl The Star Crossed Love Story For someone else. I wrote of myself in third person - Temporary, until I would find The right author - But no one can write of my Chaos my Hurricanes my Galaxies my Magic my Soul better Than Me.
Bangladesh
There is nothing more Islamic than critical thinking.
Tariq Ramadan
Originally found on: tariqramadan
(via islamic-art-and-quotes)
This ivory concrete jungle Shines blindingly biblically bright And I curl in to shade the lush garden Of my faith my culture my calling my soul And watch in growing panic As the richly abounding beauty Of my tangled blossoming blooms Withers silently away
Some people feel like they don’t deserve love. They walk away quietly into empty spaces, trying to close the gaps of the past.
Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild (via thelovejournals)
There is a corridor in the softest cavern of my heart Lined with doors painted shimmering hope Each leads to a room where I keep safe Every shattered fragment of my heart Tattooed with the memories of each failed love One day, perhaps I will stop Breaking off newly disappointed shards To fill new, empty rooms lining that corridor Stretching down the softest cavern of my heart
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When you come to me I hope you turn me Into some kind Of art - Paint me Immortality.
She says not to put the cart before the horse— the heart before the course. But when she moves, so much light escapes.
Ada Limón, from “The Bird Knows He is Going to Die And Wishes Not To” in Sharks in the River (via dieworten)
Temple - M.I.A and G-Dragon (FULL show mix by Baauer)
In your absence I am open My veins are filling With droplets of moonlight
Today is the day You will look back on fondly - Think that every day And make it so. And take heart - The hurt is hard to forget When the joy and the beauty And the sweetness of all the hims In your heart live on in your blood - Remember that you are a cosmic explosion And the lush riot and irresistible chaos of you Will forever live on in their heart of souls too
You are the most wretched of the wretched For shattering my cynicism with hope And destroying my hope with deception
You were a damn good lowercase lover But you're a cold AF uppercase Friend
Zeynep Kınlı
A small sampling of the works by illustrator Zeynep Kınlı that you will find on her tumblr Strokes and Fills. This photoset features the series Landmarks of Istanbul, a work in progress about various historic/cultural landmarks of Istanbul, Turkey, even better? When you visit her tumblr she provides a link so you can see an image of the building irl.
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Mama asks why I am still single I tell her I spend all my time with women Their love is wildflower honey and starshine And I am so tired of burning In the destructive love Of men
