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The streets are cold; where homeless children roam. The streets are cold; where drugged filled veins are exposed. The streets are cold; where bread eaten is old. The streets are cold; escape is usually untold. Where the streets are cold; I gotta be bold. // https://www.instagram.com/p/B5gUNGbHL-D-b65w2Ub2JgAiw57MDgTEaG4vhM0/?igshid=1bdsg6k6x1h4h
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This year has been one of changes. I am grateful for everyone who gave me love and support; that has bent me in impossible ways and taught me life. Things are taking shape but I recognize the picture. We were always fate at any angle we meet. Drawing the universe with destiny; Art of me and you. Winters 19' (at Abbottabad) https://www.instagram.com/p/B5gRGzwHw-nXRjTrO3EJF_RXMfRfnWfV-KFZKU0/?igshid=1mhyb5f2ilwvo
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For a day that never comes, I prepare to fight with fire. Running places to places to catch my breathe; the places I can never run from will save us yet again. Before the final blushing of drugs, a world like companion; to our own slow death.
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Where do i go when i don't know where i belong // (at Ministry of Commerce, Govt. of Pakistan) https://www.instagram.com/p/B3qTRKwnTLI1zd6zJV_E81ctIAwQIx4ecQJgrU0/?igshid=bsmjea6t5ckf
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I gave her; her greatest need and she returned treasures beyond belief... The buckshot I meant.. #lg #gunsgunsguns #shotgun https://www.instagram.com/p/Byal6YQnGQgD-ImdbTSzYjgT-uRJPXlUAHIJrs0/?igshid=106wigcvjw39n
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Scattering seeds in the battlefields of my past, hopeful that peace will grow in the wasteland between the scars. #244 #694 https://www.instagram.com/p/ByAL85rnASz4mXJG6KKr77AvKb4--iydZD2xhE0/?igshid=q84qbgnqz7w4
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Crumpled in my seat; roads are full of life, like the pretty little promises we so passionately sworn. Life is great, life is gift. #242 https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx5480xnoauNhgvbXfzLe-LIpU0G63LlZ7eLIo0/?igshid=warxnv1cjgvu
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Swift through! #hyperlapse (at Islamabad Capital Territory) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxn5Rv5Haimrp3NoFVvDdudE6vm7GA7hV3hHvo0/?igshid=1ap3p1xdbxb2j
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Prelude to a soul; I see the sunset skyline reflected in your eyes. My own already filled with shooting stars #612 https://www.instagram.com/p/BuwtglhnGpAMJ2hPf48ntUg8BUFKN-ZPhSZmT40/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1mhkzytu8h3h8
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We're sentience bound; thought in wistful threads. Belief beheld, beloved & belong. Yet we stall at the threshold of knowing. Cringe at the strongest; God as supreme. // #570 https://www.instagram.com/p/BtGqMnhHdNuu0_X4TyfjLQC9YjVsy_CTm0EskA0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1j4gjkpiu8k45
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Being boring is a sin. It doesn’t matter if you mess up; at least you’re trying something different and you want to work it out. // #solis #edm #islamabad https://www.instagram.com/p/BttX1sEnRaSsUbsJAThvUwW4BqnLn1pN8xVqxI0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=pbxxyf3s6paf
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Maybe it’s the way your eyes gleam when you talk about the stars and the constellations or how you smile,With a hint of excitement, When you tell me how you find solace in watching the sunrise. Maybe it’s the way you love the oceans, As if there are waves breaking on to the walls of your heart or the way you keep your arms when you walk. Maybe it’s the way you tell me you love me. And how you mean it, at all. // #586 #islamabad
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Life is not about creating a bubble where nobody pushes our buttons, it's about getting to a place where we have no buttons that can be pushed. Then we can be in frustrating situations and choose not to get frustrated, be surrounded by annoying people without getting annoyed. The benefits of meditation include this ability to control our thoughts instead of our thoughts controlling us. Will you still find yourself in stressful situations? Absolutely! But you wouldn't let outside circumstances disturb your inner peace. It's a shift from reacting to situations to responding skillfully instead. Is it hard? You bet! But not as hard as spending the rest of our lives in avoidance, resistance, and fighting the world around us (or the one within). Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional. And as soon as we realize we have a choice, we can make a different one. But first we must be willing to let go of some of the labels we carry that work against us. Only when we are at peace with ourselves can we live in peace with others. // #537 #inkcreed https://www.instagram.com/p/BrxiTJGHeqJoYMfqvRqwGXMR6EpWj0LnLUPgcU0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ljhmrllyvvav
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We're sentience bound; thought in wistful threads. Belief beheld, beloved & belong. Yet we stall at the threshold of knowing. Cringe at the strongest; God as supreme. // #570 https://www.instagram.com/p/BtGqMnhHdNuu0_X4TyfjLQC9YjVsy_CTm0EskA0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1lg0rrk5wdo9j
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Being boring is a sin. It doesn’t matter if you mess up; at least you’re trying something different and you want to work it out. // #solis #edm #islamabad https://www.instagram.com/p/BttX1sEnRaSsUbsJAThvUwW4BqnLn1pN8xVqxI0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8v8k411bsvrf
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Between committing a sin or spending a cold November night alone, I choose sin. And as long as the forbidden is the most desirable, I choose you as well. // #500 (at Abbottabad) https://www.instagram.com/p/BqPI5wsn_M72dLY8r-kk1MqJNpfmsb8YXVmtYA0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1riuz5l72mnd
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