Anonymous asked: TAG! YOU'RE IT! Now you have to answer these questions. 1) what is your dream person like? 2) favorite ice cream flavor? 3) what place would you like to visit? 4) what is the best compliment you received? 5) favorite color?
this is so random. lol
1) I don’t have a “dream” person. All I do wish for is that the person will love me for me and strive to be as close to the deen as possible, because with that, comes a happy life.
2) Strawberry Cheesecake Ice Cream
4) “Roo7ik helwa” (Your soul is beautiful).
I could start fires with what I feel for you. — Fires, David Ramirez (via blua)
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Never make fun of someone who speaks broken English. It means they know another language. — H. Jackson Brown, Jr. (via binteali)
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Her beauty cannot be measured with standards of a colonized mind. — Meshelle NdegeOcello (via kickand-snare)
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I miss my momma.
Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns
When the world gets tough, a girl’s gotta keep on pushin’.
I want you to know one thing.
You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me.
Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me, I shall stop loving you little by little.
If suddenly you forget me, do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you.
If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land.
But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me, all that fire is repeated. In me, nothing is extinguished or forgotten; my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live, it will be in your arms without leaving mine. —Pablo Neruda
People think of education as something they can finish. — Isaac Asimov (via etherealizeme)
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I cannot wait to pick my own wedding songs one day! Seriously though.
Sometimes I catch myself listening to specific songs that I used to listen to back then just to feel like I’m living in that moment again. It’s not because “I’m stuck in the past.” There’s no reason to be. It just reminds me of good times.