What do you do when what you want is no longer what you need?
The answers lies in you. What is that you want? Or is it something that you need?
If what I want is no longer what I need,I look for whatI need and I pursue that. The seeking part is what there is. Because in that need is where I find my purpose.
Don't tell me you understand because you get sad sometimes.
Don't tell me you're an insomniac because you missed a few nights of sleep.
Don't tell me you have an eating disorder because you missed a meal.
Don't tell me you're bipolar because you get mood swings on your period.
Don't tell me you have anxiety because you got nervous before an exam.
Don't tell me you have ADHD because you're hyper sometimes
Don't tell me you're a schizo because you sometimes see shadows and hear sounds at night.
Don't tell me you to have ocd because you like to wash your hands after you eat.
Don't tell me you understand because you once skinned your knee to get out of sport.
Don't tell me you too are suicidal because you would rather die then miss a concert.
inside the store by *MehreenFreed
and be free.
Insane thunder right now. It shook me. Yeah. The windows clattered like mad and I thought they would burst. Really. The lighting was like a flash of morning light. And then, you know what I hear that gives me a bit of peace and then finally alot? The adhaan. Always.
Nothing feels as good as having said that kind of prayer that you say it with your heart. Maghrib’s azaan is one of the most empowering sounds I listen to in a day. It reminds me of where I am headed and the reminder is good. For the Muslim readers, never miss your salaat. It is for us. Peace.
“People who call themselves “awkward” aren’t awkward. There are people who come up to me and almost break down in tears because they don’t have a strong sense of self-confidence and, because they truly are awkward, don’t have a lot of friends. Stop calling yourself awkward in an effort to be cute. Thank Allah that you have social skills and friends because for some people, they really are ashamed of their lack of confidence, social skills and get very stressed about truly being awkward.”
– AbdelRahman Murphy (via caffeinatedmuslim408)
WHEN EVERYONE ELSE’S SPRING BREAK IS OVER AND MINE IS JUST STARTING
I was going through #Pakistan on twitter when I came across this post. It made me immensely sad. Why do these terrorists, these these monsters not realize what they are doing. Do they not know what it is to bring up a child and then see him grow up and then see his life taken away like that? Of course, the lives of these brave, these great soldiers are javed now. They shall always be remembered. But there is the human sadness to it. That we can not see them.
But they shall be alive forever.
Dude, I am in.
3.14 by FIILMY on Flickr.
My brother crashed the glow sticks and got the liquid out to do this on our gate. I miss this. All.
THIS HAS GOT TO STOP.
Tom Hurndall was a peace activist and an aspiring photojournalist. His photographs, alongside his journals, bear witness to the often terrible, sometimes uplifting, events he saw and experienced while living among families in Iraq, in a refugee camp in Jordan, and in the Gaza Strip. It was there on 11 April 2003 that he was shot in the head by an Israeli soldier while attempting to rescue a child who had been pinned down by gunfire.He died nine months later in hospital in London. He was 22.