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“You can’t be strong all the time. Sometimes you just need to be alone and let your tears out.”
— Unknown
“When dealing with myself I am powerless.”
— Franz Kafka, Letters To Felice
“Love yourself as much as you want your soulmate to love you.”
— Elizabeth Daniels
“Beautiful girl, take care of yourself. No-one else knows what your soul needs.”
— AstonG
i hope when i choose not to allow apps to send me notifications it hurts them
Became this person
When someone wants me to explain my emotions but I've been the listener all my life.
They should invent a method of asking for reassurance that nobody secretly hates you that doesn't make people secretly hate you.
i like tumblr because no one knows me and i don’t know anyone
“Mohabbat ka sab se khoobsurat pehlu ye hai ke usay izhar ki zarurat nahi hoti.”
“The most beautiful thing about love is that it doesn’t always need to be expressed.”
-Umerah Ahmed
Honestly if we didn’t share the planet with funny little animals I would have fucking lost it years ago
i was just having a normal tuesday when khalil gibran said “love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.” and now im here lying face down in a puddle of my own blood
i write letters i’ll never send, to people i’ll never meet. soft rain, slow sadness, and stories left unfinished.
“In Islamic mystical thought, there are pairings. There is a continuous dialectical interplay of opposites–not just one, but a whole set of them. Zahir and batin. That which is apparent and that which is hidden. Visible versus invisible. Good versus evil. Ishq, love, versus aql, reason. The conception is that there is a continuous interplay of these opposing realities, the reality of love and the reality of reason, within the human being. The reality of the visible, perceived, versus the unperceived, the felt. Human personality attains its greatness as it learns, as it trains itself, to resolve these contradictions within itself.”
— Eqbal Ahmed
Have that pathetic crying session. It will save you