Sometimes I go back to old writings and wonder how my writing wasn’t so bad.
Some other times I just question my taste in literature.
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Sometimes I go back to old writings and wonder how my writing wasn’t so bad.
Some other times I just question my taste in literature.
Tumblr be like: *beep boop*
That moment when your ex decides to talk to you after a year and tells you he "misses you" and you have all these weird, mushed up feels. Bloody Hell.
I think I'll make some peanut butter cookies and have some camomille tea.
Yeah.
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Trigger warning: ranting with no intent to spell anything correctly.
It amuses me plus shocks me and then amuses me again and then shocks me when people are intimidated by people who improve on their religion and dedicate their life to God and change their behavior, change their demeanor, change their character, change their clothing all for the sake of Allaah, and then are regarded to as 'trying to be all that' with people sneering at them while making statements like 'who does she think she is' or 'she thinks she's better than everyone else' or 'he thinks he's all religious' or 'look at that milkshaykh' , etc.
They make all these judgments yet the second someone even sideway whispers something about your drug addiction or your partying or your alcoholism or your promiscuity you claim 'ONLY GOD CAN JUDGE ME'.
Time out.
So all along, you make judgements on those who have improved themselves, left YOU alone, not even looking at you, yet the second someone says something about you, you want to jump around frantically pointing fingers?
Oh okay, I get the hypocrisy and the contradiction and the feeling so guilty about yourself that you had to look at others the same way you look at yourself. You pity yourself, feel uneasy about yourself, are disgusted at yourself and you want to look at others with the same eyes you see yourself with.
Janaayt wala janayt? Janaayt wallahee.
Dead Summer
This summer I'm going to wipe myself off the face of the internet world. I'm going to deactivate Facebook (again), stop checking my Twitter, and block anyone who knows/follows me on here (only my best friend and boyfriend know my tumblr so hopefully it stays that way). All I'll be doing is making my portfolio and spending quality with my boyfriend for those three months like I have done for the past 2 summers. I'll lose touch with people, and friendships will linger away, but I'm perfectly fine with it. I've always liked not talking to anyone during the summer, and as long as I have my boyfriend next to me, I don't and won't care about anything. I just feel like it's the most appropriate way to spend my last summer as a high schooler.
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i was supposed to be writing an essay for current world
but then i started reblogging harry styles
and now its 11:41 and i still need to finish this essay