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maihonhassan · 3 months
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In Arabic we don’t say “good bye” we say “فِي أَمَانِ اللّٰه ” which translates “I leave you in the care of Allah” and i think that’s beautiful.
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onetwothreexx · 10 months
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I want to go back To a time before it was Too late.
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lost-eubillience · 10 months
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I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart.
— Rudy F.
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stfumons · 10 months
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I guess this is what flirting looks like
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loveslikemoon · 5 days
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I don't wanna do this i just wanna come home to you and sleep on a couch after reading in your arms like I am in the safest place on this planet
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hydetheghost · 18 days
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you may call me insane.
but in reality your noise is causing me pain.
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accidentalslayer · 3 months
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There is a shining city
Beyond 12 gates of flame
Whose towers glisten radiantly like diamonds
And reach unto the sky, a swirling vortex of color
Where the souls of uncountable lifeforms swirl rotate about a tiny spark
Their adoration expressed in song
Both joyful and in lamentation
They speak the thoughts of the tiny center
A pure brightness so piercing and without description
That to even behold a fragment of it’s light
Or hear an echo of it’s true voice
Would flay the skin from a man instanteously with tongues of starfire
And turn him to salt
Collapse his innards
And tear apart the spatial and temporal fabric of his soul
This city is always changing
One minute Rome
The next another without name for earth was not the first nor will it be the last to be seeded with life
This city is everywhere and nowhere
The city is all places that have ever been or will be
And I have seen it’s great towers
And the multi-eyed, multi-winged, star galaxy hypercube dimensional hive minded creatures so old that they held hands with Source at the beginning
At the burning of the worlds before
And witnessed the unspeakable cataclysm that birthed this universe
God is the last to remember the time before when it was much like us
Because eventually we’re all that tiny spark
And eventually we all see the city.
We all remember the great undoing that birthed us
And how this is all a dream
We are all dreaming
Because we are all god remembering
Piecing together a picture
Of the times that god was just like us
Trying to live in it’s dreaming
God is too sentimental for it’s own good
Dreaming baby god
The fetus within the shell created by the multi-verse which dreams all possible outcomes and all scenarios and all worlds and even dreaming that which has no possibility of becoming substantial…for even the things that never can happen have happened
Oh baby god who is me and all things
I feel your absolute despondency and loneliness
For despite anyone’s convictions I know you are a lonely child…
Will you ever stop reflecting on the time before time?
I have seen the shining city
Beyond 12 flaming gates
Guarded by thousand year beasts
And the many eyes ones
Will you ever stop being so lonely?
God, you're so fucking sentimental....
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hi-avathisside · 3 months
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Shayari
कि हाये ये हमारी कमज़र्फी , कि हमारे पास वो लफ़्ज़ ही नहीं,   जो आपकी बेइंतेहा ख़ूबसूरती की वजाहत  क��� सकें ।।
written by : me
dear, it is my inability that there are no words here with me, to describe your beauty.
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misslauravillanueva · 8 months
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𝓗𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂 𝓑𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓭𝓪𝔂, 𝓜𝓼. 𝓛𝓪𝓾𝓻𝓪 🌟
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I never thought that i would meet nice people/bloggers here on Tumblr. Even though we are foreign from each other and live overseas (or not), you didn't treat me as a nobody, instead, was so considerate to treat and greet me as a person 🥺😊💞.
@colourstreakgryffin @koyuki-the-flower @mrskokushibo @lovesickfornobody and other bloggers who encountered me...
Thank you all for being so nice, kind, and understanding when no one was it to me 😊🥺🙏🤝💞.
-yours truly, @misslauravillanueva 🇵🇭
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imrottingslowly · 4 months
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DYING IS FOR THE YOUNG
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one of my fav things i've written - please give opinions c:
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maihonhassan · 3 months
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Sitting in Dhoop eating Kino. niece rubbing her half eaten biscuit in my face, Mama asking if I have eaten Nashta. Joy doesn’t come in extraordinary shape, it arrives in small moments on ordinary days and we have to fully inhale it, not send it away to come at a better time.
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rwsiko-tauraki · 5 months
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Sometimes it gets so dark You can't see You can't brush your teeth You can't take a shower You can't even get out of bed You hold your breath And hope it all ends It feels like there's no end No end to the darkness you somehow got yourself into You try to crawl out of it b But the is unclear and seems endless And you can't see the light You're in despair All you see is darkness It's so intense You feel powerless Insecure The only place you feel safe is your room, the comfort of your bed. The mere thought of going is terrifying. ... Then... All of a sudden mania hits The high feeling excites you It doesn't last long You feel sad Sad because you know It's only gonna get worse from this point You want to end it all To feel the relief running through your veins But you're scared So scared it will hurt Your thoughts are blurry They cloud your mind.
Val
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umclite · 1 month
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Be the love you never received
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oforalways · 2 months
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spring drifted in my window and whispered "I'm so glad you made it, again"
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stfumons · 5 months
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why does the heart crave to be needy , does that mean we were born to be with people and not just ourselves? but I guess the dynamics of it has always stuck through , cause it says I maybe not be able to stay alive with this heart and mind of mine but can you please hold it for me while I would hold yours.
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loveslikemoon · 5 months
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maybe wishes later you and i are cooking a meal together, eating bits as they cook, drinking wine maybe. there's that warm yellow light above us, and a few plants which are definitely thriving. you kiss me after i kiss you, and we are goofy, happy and alive. and safe. at peace.
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