She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.

Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park (via feathery-soul)

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Become friends with people who aren’t your age. Hang out with people whose first language isn’t the same as yours. Get to know someone who doesn’t come from your social class. This is how you see the world. This is how you grow.

note to self (via bedeliiadumaurier)

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I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.

Pablo Neruda  (via thelostdeer)

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Others are being tested with difficulty while we are being tested with ease.

Nouman Ali Khan  (via jannatulfirdous)

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Posted by mistymorrning
I cannot allow myself to love my hair more than I love Allah. I cannot allow myself to love my looks when I look in the mirror more than I love Allah.
If I love Allah more than my looks, I will make sure that I look something similar to that which will please Allah S.W.T.
If I love Allah more than I love my hair, I will make sure (and this is more address to the sisters) that the hair is covered because that is what pleases Allah S.W.T.

Mufti Ismail Menk | Sweetness of Imaan (via d-emir)
It hurts until it doesn’t. You think it’s going to break you, but it won’t. You may not sleep as well at night, but you will be fine. Numb, but numb and fine are the same.

(via massiv3)

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 Wembury Beach by Kieron Foster