It’s not that you’re too busy. It’s all a matter of priorities. - (via abdulbary)

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i said to the sun, tell me about the big bang. the sun said, it hurts to become. - andrea gibson, i sing the body electric, especially when my power’s out   (via abscidium)

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Sometimes a handful of common sense can be worth more than mountains of formal education - Boonaa Mohammed (via islamicrays)

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Eid Mubarak everyone, from me and mine to you and yours! With Ramadan gone (sadly), it’s now on us to take on the challenge to continue the things we have learned and developed, and make changes for the better. Let this Eid be a celebration not for the end of a month of fasting where you’ll now be feasting all over the place, but rather, as a celebration of fulfillment and growth, so that you may enjoy the great food and great company you have this blessed day, while applying the lessons you’ve learned and the changes you’ve made this month. Take for example, being moderate in how much you eat today, and continuing to lower your gaze. Enjoy your food, and say salaam when applicable, but remember to always be closer to your faith than to your desires. Just because Ramadan is over, doesn’t mean the worship and betterment of character should stop. Instead, it should increase, because Shaitaan’s back out there, and he’s on the hunt. Ramadan prepared you. Don’t let that go to waste. - Nadir Keval (via nadirkeval)

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I am constantly torn between wanting to improve myself and wanting to destroy myself. - (via lulu-a)

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She was too quiet, or she was too loud. She took things too seriously, or not seriously at all. She was too sensitive, or too cold-hearted. She hated with every fiber of her being, or loved with every piece of her heart. There was no in-between for her. It was either all or nothing. She wanted everything but settled for nothing - (via sea-rah)

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Not that she objected to solitude. Quite the contrary. She had books, thank Heaven, quantities of books. All sorts of books. - Jean Rhys, Quartet (via afternoon—-tea)

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