burning in the spotlight

Die before you die.

(Mutu qabl an tamutu)

-The Rasul (salal allahu alayhi wasalam)

my fave animal <3

my fave animal <3


here’s your daily reminder that:

  • Allah  loves you more than anyone else ever could/will.
  • rasulullah  cried while praying for you.
  • this dunya is fleeting and everything in it has an end. 
  • Allah’s pleasure is your aim.
  • jannah is your home.
Your love should never be offered to the mouth of a stranger. Only to someone who has the valor and daring to cut pieces of their soul off with a knife. Then weave them into a blanket to protect you.
Hafez (via blessedstruggles)
Yeah, I know something about loving people who aren’t smart enough to wanna be loved back, but I learned a secret that I can tell you. They don’t deserve it.
Suzanne Warren (Crazy Eyes)


You ask me why I am so silent in your presence for you don’t see that I swallow too much of your hurtful words which stuck in my throat making me completely speechless.

your reality and your wildest dreams will collide one day and it will be beautiful, i tell you. 

If you think women are crazy you’ve never had a dude go from hitting on you to literally threatening to kill you in the time it takes you to say “no thanks.”

Kendra Wells (via belle-de-nuit)

can’t put enough emphasis on how true this is sA

I firmly believe in small gestures: pay for their coffee, hold the door for strangers, over tip, smile or try to be kind even when you don’t feel like it, pay compliments, chase the kid’s runaway ball down the sidewalk and throw it back to him, try to be larger than you are— particularly when it’s difficult. People do notice, people appreciate. I appreciate it when it’s done to (for) me. Small gestures can be an effort, or actually go against our grain (“I’m not a big one for paying compliments…”), but the irony is that almost every time you make them, you feel better about yourself. For a moment life suddenly feels lighter, a bit more Gene Kelly dancing in the rain.
Jonathan Carroll (via yezvs)




every time you hurt me I apologized because I felt guilty for making you feel bad
late night feelings (via vainajala)

Men think
of love as a
grand gesture
and as an excuse

but women, you see,
are born with it.
We carry it
in our wombs

Mandeq Ahmed (via blackorchidd)


(via azhxra)

جان‎/jan/jān/jaan [jaan]
(noun) Jan/jaan is one of those specials words which lends itself across cultures and languages as a term of endearment and affection meaning, love, dear, heart, and life in East Asia. Arab/Persian: In Arabic, jan represents beloved one or dear. The Persian origins of this word mean life, equivalent to the Punjabi and Hindi definition. Calling a person your jaan, in comparison to the Arab and Persian culture, in South East Asian countries is an act of true love and intimiacy, and not used as liberally as the Persian connotation. Its true origins stem from Sanskrit. In Urdu you often refer to your lover and those your are close to as “meri jaan [meh-ree jaan],” also meaning my life, and my dear. It has a deeper emotional meaning than merely calling someone your love, or sweetheart; it is used in the essence of true love. (via wordsnquotes)


Gaza Artist Turns Israeli Air Strike Smoke into Powerful Sketches

As the world looks on with horror at the growing civilian toll in Gaza, and Hamas and Israel consider the terms of a U.S.-proposed ceasefire, one young Palestinian architect is responding to the crisis through art. Gaza-based Tawfik Gebreel aims to send a message, in the “universal humanitarian language understood by all peoples of the world.” He is using photos of the smoke thrown up by rocket strikes and reworking the images with symbols of hope and unity.