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We’re all born with scars. From the moment we open our eyes and look at the world we are wounded, and we all share that same mark.
Bellybuttons.
riddle-my-hiddles
if anyone wants me to explain what an ‘anticlimax’ is, i’ll show them this text post
I kind want this on a tee shirt.
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Watching my favourite tv series or movie:
delightfullygrimm
this is the most accurate post I’ve ever seen….bless you
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I have seen the first photo a lot on tumblr and I thought I would tell you guys the story behind this house. Since I could remember this house has always been pink. It is a block away from my mothers job and my siblings and I were always amazed by it. A pink house in park slope. Beautiful. Anyway the house was painted pink by a man who’s wife had lost her fight to breast cancer in honor of her. When he painted it pink as you could assume many people on the block were upset. Because it diminished the value property of the area. The women in the first photo is Solange, Beyonce’s sister. I remember when she did the photoshoot there. My brother and I saw her on my way to see my mother and stopped to watch. In the second photo is the house a week ago from today. Sadly the man died and the community took no time to repaint the house back to it’s original color which broke my heart.
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Texts are secrets. They’re little mementos of inclusion and excitement you can read over and over. They’re letters, journal entries, notes passed in class. Because we like to hold onto words that mean something to us. We like re-read and remember and re-live that moment when he said, “I miss you,” or even just “Merry Christmas” because you know they mean the same thing… And when I text my best friend, “He texted me! ” and she replies, “Yay!”, we’re not a generation lost staring at screens. We’re in corsets being handed scrolls sealed with his coat-of-arms. We’re in sundresses waiting for the postman to drop his letter. We’re on swing sets hoping to circle ‘yes’ or ‘no.’ We’re a million starry eyes still staring at the same starry skies with fingers crossed and hopes high.
DateByNumbers No Texting, No Exceptions on CollegeCandy (via datebynumbers)
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“Knowing that he wouldn’t be there for her wedding, a terminally ill father walked his 11-year-old down the ‘aisle’ years early with the pastor sweetly pronouncing them ‘daddy and daughter’.
Jim Zetz, 62, from Murrieta, California, who has stage 4 pancreatic cancer, proudly held his daughter, Josie’s hand during their backyard ceremony on March 14 and placed a sparkling ring on her index finger.”
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If you find it hard waking up for Fajr salah then recite Sūrat al-Ikhlās (Qul huwa Allāhu ahad) 3 times and then hold a clear intention of waking up in your heart. An angel will be appointed by Allāh (Subhānahu wa ta’āla) who will wake you up just before Fajr salah. I’ve tried it many times and it has worked all the time. Subhan’Allāh.
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I hope someone loves me enough to ask for me in jannah.
muslimminion
A great man about 1400 years ago already asked Allah for your attendence in Jannah.
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Don’t grow up. It’s a trap.
Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
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”Here, only butterflies and birds are free” Bethlehem, West Bank - Palestine
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