اللَّهمَّ إنِّي أسألُك الثَّباتَ في الأمرِ ، والعزيمةَ على الرُّشدِ، وأسألُك موجِباتِ رحمتِك، وعزائمَ مغفرتِك، وأسألُك شُكرَ نعمتِك، وحُسنَ عبادتِك، وأسألُك قلبًا سليمًا، ولـسانًا صـادقًا، وأسـألُك من خيرِ مـا تعلَمُ، وأعـوذُ بـك من شرِّ ما تعلَمُ، وأستغفرُك لـمـا تعلَمُ؛ إنَّك أنت علَّامُ الغيوبِ.
Are you a “Kemie”, “Schemie” odrr “Cchhemie” German?
Are you a “Kina”, “Schina” or “Cchhina” German?
This is to all the kids out there who are stressing out about something:
1. Stop what you’re doing. STOP.
2. Why are you stressed?
3. Take a deep breath and close your eyes.
4. Take another deep breath.
5. Is it really worth stressing over this?
6. Open your eyes and look at wherever you are.
7. Do you want to tell your future kids that this is what you did? Stressed? Or that you conquered obstacles without much stress?
8. Drink a class of water of eat something.
9. Clean your desk/bed/room/wherever you are right now.
10. Get back to what you were stressing about.
“Promise me not to hide yourself when you’re in pain, it’s unfair that we laughed together but you cried alone”
— Unknown
"I no longer believed in the idea of soul mates, or love at first sight. But I was beginning to believe that a very few times in your life if you were lucky, you might meet someone who was exactly right for you. Not because he was perfect, or because you were, but because your combined flaws were arranged in a way that allowed two separate beings to hinge together."
-Lisa Kleypas
Lass uns doch Geschichten schreiben, die wir später gern erzählen.
-Julia Engelmann (via erinnerungsmomente)
y'all ever get hit with the realization when you’re in the middle of doing something like, whoa, what the fucking shit this is real life. like this is happening right now. not even when its something crazy i mean when you’re like doing the laundry or some shit
Also a collab drawing with a fellow artist☆