This is the poem Where you decide how it ends For once in your life
Ya Ali - Gangster (2006)
“How beautiful to find a heart that loves you, without asking you for anything, but to be okay.”
— Khalil Gibran
No amount of under eye concealer can cover up how tired I am of this world
“Staring into the ceiling. This room is empty. I am surrounded by empty space. The world is such an empty place. No space is too small or too big.”
— It doesn’t exist
The person you marry is the person you fight with. The house you buy is the house you repair. The dream job you take is the job you stress over. Everything comes with an inherent sacrifice -whatever makes us feel good will also inevitably make us feel bad. What we gain is also what we lose. What creates our positive experiences will define our negative experiences.
Mark Manson, The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck (via awelltraveledwoman)
I’m tired, can’t think of a thing, and my sole wish is to lay my head in your lap, feel your hand on my head, and stay that way through all eternity—
Franz Kafka, from Letters to Milena (via lifeinpoetry)
This life ends in the blink of an eye. Will you spend today chasing after things you can't take with you? Seek the pleasure of Allah.
“I will keep constant watch over myself and‚most usefully‚will put each day up for review.“ - Seneca”
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