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5 months ago
Every Night When I Go To Sleep I Am Grateful That I Am One Day Closer To Being With You Again.

Every night when I go to sleep I am grateful that I am one day closer to being with you again.

I miss you more than anyone can comprehend.

#Abdullah

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.


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5 months ago

Sometimes you've got to run away to see who will run after you.

Sometimes you've got to talk quieter to see who's really listening.

Sometimes you've got to step up to fight only to see who's standing by your side.

Sometimes you've got to make the wrong decision only to see who's there to help you fix it.

Sometimes you've got to let go of the one you love, just to see if they love you enough to come back to you.

#Abdullah #AbdullahBook

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told you.


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5 months ago
People Don't Always Need Advice.

People don't always need advice.

Sometimes all they really need is a hand to hold, an ear to listen to, and a heart to understand them.โ€

๐Ÿฉท Abdullah.


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5 months ago

ุฃุนู„ู… ุฃู† ุงู„ุญู†ูŠู† ู…ุฑุถ ุŒ

ูˆุฃุนู„ู… ุฃู† ู„ูƒู„ ู…ุฑุถ ูˆู‚ุช ู„ู„ุชุนุงููŠ

ูˆุฃุนู„ู… ุฃู† ุจุนุฏ ุงู„ุชุนุงููŠ ุดูุงุกุŒ

ูˆู„ูƒู†ูƒ ุญุจูŠุจูŠ ุŒ

ู„ู… ูŠุฐูƒุฑ ุงู„ุนุงู„ู… ุญุชู‰ ุงู„ุขู† ูƒูŠู ูŠุชุนุงูู‰ ุงู„ู…ุญุจ ู…ู† ุญุจูŠุจู‡ุŸ!

ุฃูˆ ุงู„ุฃุตุฏู‚ !

ู…ุง ู‡ูˆ ุงู„ุฏูˆุงุก ู„ุฏุงุก ุงู„ุญู†ูŠู† ุงู„ู„ุนูŠู†!! ุŒ

ู„ูŠุชูƒ ูƒู…ุง ุนู„ู…ุชู†ูŠ ุงู„ุญุจ ูˆุฒุฑุนุช ููŠู‘ ุฏุงุก ุงู„ุญู†ูŠู† ุŒ

ู„ูŠุชูƒ ุนู„ู…ุชู†ูŠ ูƒูŠู ุฃู†ุณู‰ ู…ู„ุงู…ุญูƒ ูˆู„ุง ุฃุดุชุงู‚ ู…ุฑุฉ ูˆุงุญุฏุฉ ู„ู‡ู…ุณูƒ ุฃูˆ ู„ุทูŠููƒ ุฃูˆ ูŠุฃุชูŠ ุงู„ู„ูŠู„ ูŠุฐูƒุฑู†ูŠ ุนูู†ุงุฏู‹ุง ูˆู…ุฑุงุฑู‹ุง ูˆุชูƒุฑุงุฑู‹ุง ุจุตูˆุชูƒ ูˆุตูˆุฑุชูƒ ุจุชูุงุตูŠู„ูƒ ุงู„ุชูŠ ุญููุฑุช ุจู…ุฎุงู„ุจ ุงู„ุฒู…ู† ููŠ ุฐุงูƒุฑุชูŠ ุŸ!

ูƒู„ ุงู„ุฃุทุจุงุก ุณุฃู„ูˆู†ูŠ ู…ุงุฐุง ุจูƒูุŸ

ุฃุฎุจุฑุชู‡ู… ุจุชู†ู‡ูŠุฏุฉ ุงู„ุฒู…ู† : โ€ุฅู†ูŠ ุฃูุญุจโ€œ

ุชุฑูƒูˆุง ุงู„ู‚ู„ู… ูˆู‚ุงู„ูˆุง :

โ€ุงู„ุญู„ ุจู…ุนุฌุฒุฉ ุชุฃุชูŠ ุฅู„ูŠูƒ ู…ู† ู…ุนุฌุฒุงุช ุงู„ุฒู…ู† โ€œ.

ุฃุนู„ู… ุฃู† ุงู„ุญู†ูŠู† ู…ุฑุถ ุŒ

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5 months ago
"Did He Know Me? Yes. More Than Anyone. He Knew The Storms In My Eyes And The Trying Too Hard Smile.

"Did he know me? Yes. More than anyone. He knew the storms in my eyes and the trying too hard smile. He knew when the tears were welling up in my eyes that I was trying to hide, and the pain behind my smile. He knew the looks from my hazel green eyes. The look when I was nervous or anxious about something. The look of a dirty joke or sarcastic humor in rebuttal to what he just said. The look I gave when I was goading and riling him sensually, erotically, that I only know how to do. The look of me wanting him to take me over and over. With his lips pressed against mine as one hand was on my neck and the other with a fistful of my long hair. That glaring daring look as I stared up at him as he did. He knew my flirtatious look with a side little grin I gave him that made him sit back in his chair in awe as he's sitting next to me at dinner.

He knew my far away stare when I was in deep thought or something was bothering me. Concentrating on patterns on drapes and rugs, or the sky outside the window. He knew when I was quiet-something was really bothering me. And some of those times he knew I was quiet because I never liked confrontation. But he urged me to talk about it to be open and honest as we always are. He knew when I was teasing, talkative, and joking with him- I was having a good day. But when little things got to me and I was being short, and not as talkative...a storm was brewing inside me ready to turn into a maelstrom. That he only knew how to calm by the way.

He knew it all. He learned me. And learned me well like no other. He loved all of me. My happiness, my pain, my scars and traumas, my comical side, my inner child, my light and thinking positive, my sadness and grief, my darkness and erotic cravings & sensuality, my empathy and understanding, my strengths and my weaknesses, me feeling everything so very deeply and over-thinking so many things. He loved every part of me. I showed him all of me.

I never showed anyone all of me before. But he got it all. I felt safe with him. Protected. Safe not only physically, but emotionally. That's deep intimacy. Talking. Communicating with words, looks, or a single touch. Learning someone so deeply that you know them as well as they know themselves. Open, raw, and honest together.

Fully knowing each other inside and out where you become two souls perfectly fitting together. And I knew he loved me so deeply that it encompassed him. He showed me in many ways. Ever so loving, and some so dark you'd either blush or gasp. And me? I know the real him. The part of himself he doesn't show anyone. I loved him with every fiber of my being, and I gave him everything I had in me. While wearing that classy yet sensual navy off the shoulder sheath Couture dress he loves so much, in heels and a diamond necklace & bracelet to match, with a toy hidden secretly away where no one can see, as he held the remote.


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5 months ago
If Your Hand Can Move Through My Body And Touch My Heart, What Would You Feel Emanating From It?

If your hand can move through my body and touch my heart, what would you feel emanating from it?

Sorrow and emptiness in the dark black spaces hallowed out where loved ones were lost and their seats are empty? Telling you I'll never be the same person I was before those losses.

Hypervigilance which has my heart in a constant state of alert for potential threats around me from past traumas? Always aware of my surroundings. Compassion and Empathy in great vibrations through your fingertips telling you I often put other people's feelings ahead of my own?

Avoiding conflicts to save any bad feelings to the other person, keeping my feelings to myself often to keep the peace, even if that means sacrificing what I truly feel and want. Overly understanding and kindness you feel moving in slow soft waves over your hand-so others don't feel how I've been feeling, and it can turn their whole day around into a smile?

Welcoming pure love telling you I made a home for you in a special stained-glass colored place in my heart so I can always embrace you there? Innocence beaming that's almost childlike swinging high on a swing in the golden sunshine, holding a yellow dandelion flower in my hand as my feet can almost touch the clouds in the blue sky without a care in the world?

Romance that makes my delicate feminine soul look like pink pastel hues, and feels like a white doily lace on an old antique side table with an ivory Tiffany lamp warmly illuminated by the light through the drapes?

Passion searing hot red flames with heat that would scorch you until you learn to tame and control it till it surrenders to you? Desire and sensuality in the corners ready to lure you with the look of my eyes and a devilish smirk in my smile?

All that you can feel with just one touch. One graze of your fingertips sliding down as your hand is cascading through.

So Fu*k my soul and feel me entirely- to know me completely, honestly, and wholly with you in it.

-ยฉ๏ธ Abdullah.


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5 months ago

I don't mind losing sleep if it means I get to stay up with you.


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5 months ago

๐—ช๐—ฒ ๐—”๐—น๐—น ๐—›๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—จ๐˜€ ๐—•๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ, ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—”๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—–๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐— ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€.

๐—ฆ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ง๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—จ๐˜€ ๐—™๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฑ, ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—”๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—–๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐——๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐˜€.

#๐—”๐—ฏ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—น๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ต


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5 months ago

I pray for people with lonely souls.

I pray for the hungry and the cold.

I pray for little orphans without homes.

I pray for those who are shut-in and all alone.

I pray that tensions in the world will ease.

I pray that we will find everlasting peace.

#Abdullah #AbdullahBook


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5 months ago

๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ฌ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ'๐˜€ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ. ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ:

โ„๐•–๐•’๐•๐•ฅ๐•™ & ๐•Ž๐•–๐•๐•๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ค๐•ค:

* ๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜†.

* ๐—˜๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€, ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜.

* ๐——๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ๐˜€.

* ๐—š๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐˜€๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜.

* ๐—ค๐˜‚๐—ถ๐˜ ๐˜€๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป.

* ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป.

โ„™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ค๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•’๐• ๐”พ๐•ฃ๐• ๐•จ๐•ฅ๐•™:

* ๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐—ฎ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐—ฏ๐˜†.

* ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜€.

* ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฎ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ.

* ๐—ฉ๐—ผ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†.

* ๐—ฆ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€.

* ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†.

โ„‚๐•’๐•ฃ๐•–๐•–๐•ฃ & ๐”ฝ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•–:

* ๐—š๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ.

* ๐—ฆ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜†.

* ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐˜.

* ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜.

* ๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€.

โ„๐•–๐•๐•’๐•ฅ๐•š๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•ก๐•ค:

* ๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€.

* ๐—•๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€.

* ๐—–๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜†.

* ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—น๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€.

* ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€.

๐•‹๐•š๐•ก๐•ค ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•–๐•—๐•—๐•–๐•”๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ง๐•– ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐• ๐•๐•ฆ๐•ฅ๐•š๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ค:

* ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ. ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด "๐—˜๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ," ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜† "๐—˜๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ 5 ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†."

* ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ. ๐——๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—น๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป.

* ๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜€. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—บ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ.

* ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฝ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ.

* ๐——๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ ๐—ถ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฝ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ. ๐—˜๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด.

๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด.

๐—š๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ธ.

#๐•ฌ๐–‡๐–‰๐–š๐–‘๐–‘๐–†๐–


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A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.

Free Palestine.


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Wisdom about Life.


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Being faithful in a relationship isn't just about staying out of someone else's bed.

It's way deeper than that.

It's the texts you don't send, the flirty conversations you don't entertain, and the decisions you make when no one's watching.

Being faithful isn't just about avoiding the act of cheating. It's about consciously removing yourself from any situation that could potentially blur the lines. It's about not seeking validation or attention from anyone outside the relationship. It's about not having anything on your phone that you wouldn't want your partner to see.

Being truly faithful is not just about physical monogamy. It's about emotional integrity.


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Your Love.

โ€œHow amazing is it to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.โ€

โ€ฟโ„’โ„ดฮฝโ„ฏโ€๐Ÿ’• Abdullah


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Zaynah

Kate Linn - Zaynah.

โ€œHow amazing is it to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.โ€

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Please donโ€™t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.

Please Donโ€™t Expect Me To Always Be Good And Kind And Loving. There Are Times When I Will Be Cold And

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When did she feel the safest? The most secure? When she was with him. Yes, she was always a strong willed girl, taking no crap, being the strong one for everyone.

That was the role she took on all her life happily. It was part of her makeup.

She knew no other way to be.

Yet, what was behind all that strong exterior?

A fragile delicate soul that questioned everything, over-thought what someone said and how they said it.

She was smart and confident, yet not full of herself. Confident, but had so many dancing insecurities within her.

Insecurities that were unfounded, but needed reassuring every once in awhile.

Trauma does that to a person. There were times he initiated saying things to reassure her and make her smile. Sometimes out of the blue which just made her beam. Other times, she just outright asked him. Not because she didn't know the answer, but simply because she just wanted to hear it.

Hearing him say how he felt about her and things within the confines of their relationship made her smile, feel loved, and secure.

She can be feeling insecure and uneasy because of her own over-thinking one minute, and then totally reassured and at ease in the next- just from a few simple words from him.

Sometimes he even felt it from afar while he was at work. He just felt something. He knew. She didn't even have to say a word. Other times, she asked for that little reassurance by asking 'Miss me?

How much? Love me immensely? What will you do to me next time you see me?'

Answers he happily gave her quickly and easily because they were all true. All deep within him.

She knew that. She knew his feelings, emotions, wants and desires.

But to a woman, knowing and feeling it is one thing. Hearing the spoken words is another. Every now and then we need to hear it. Some girls, like her, need to hear things more often due to traumatic events and losses in life that broke her.

Those things really take a toll on your thoughts and emotions, and you need more reassuring than the average girl. And that's okay. She thought it made her weak asking certain questions for reassurance from him.

But she's learning it's not weak. It's strong because you know what you need emotionally and asking for it. You know yourself and you're respecting your emotional needs. You're self aware. That's strength through all the trauma. Asking for help, asking for reassurance from the one you love with everything you encompass- is raw honest communication.

He doesn't view her as weak at all when she asks him. He views her as the strong woman he loves and adores, going through something emotionally hard, and will always pull her out of her dark spots when she asks or not. He's her safe place of no judgments, just love.

"Abdullah" - A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.


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5 Times To Be Quiet.

"Perhaps, somewhere, someday, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again"

โ€ฟโ„’โ„ดฮฝโ„ฏโ€๐Ÿ’• Abdullah

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.


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"Perhaps, somewhere, someday, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again"


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One negative thought can destroy all positive ones.

"Perhaps, somewhere, someday, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again"

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.

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The journey is more important than the destination, As the journey in this world will determine the destination in the world after. To owne

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.


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Most Men Don't Understand.

Most Men Don't Understand Its Not About Giving Her The World, But It's Actually About Making Her Feel Like She's A Priority In Yours.

It's About Surprising Her With A Sweet Text Throughout The Day To Remind Her You're Thinking About Her.

It's About Coming Home From Work & Asking About Her Day Because You Genuinely Care About The Answer.

It's About Going To The Refrigerator To Get Yourself A Drink, And You Get Her One Without Even Asking.

It's About Driving Down A Backroad & You Pull Off To The Side To Pick Her Some Beautiful Wild Flowers.

It's About Cuddling On The Couch In Sweatpants & Binge Watching Your Favorite Show On Netflix Together.

It's About Taking Her To Her Favorite Restaurant Unannounced.

It's About Slow Dancing With Her In The Rain To A Song That Was Written By George Strait.

It's About Calling Her Randomly & Asking How She Is Doing Because You Care About Her Mental Health.

It's About Laying Her Favorite Dress On The Bed With A Note That Says "Put This On & Be Ready By 7pm".

It's About Knowing The Smallest Details About Her, Like The Way She Likes Her Coffee In The Morning, Or Her Favorite Smell, Or What Movies Make Her Cry.

It's About Going To A Local Ice Cream Parlor On A Saturday Afternoon To Talk About Your Life Goals Together Over A Couple Hot Fudge Sundaes.

Take My Advice And Rememberโ€ฆ It Doesn't Always Have To Cost Much Money, It Just Needs To Catch Her Off Guard.

#Abdullah

Most Men Don't Understand.

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Wicked Game ..


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To My Bestfriend.

I will always be your biggest supporter and will always be there for you in every situation..!!

โ€ฟโ„’โ„ดฮฝโ„ฏโ€๐Ÿ’• Abdullah

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To My Bestfriend.

To My Bestfriend.

I will always be your biggest supporter and will always be there for you in every situation..!!

โ€ฟโ„’โ„ดฮฝโ„ฏโ€๐Ÿ’• Abdullah

#Abdullah #CoffeeHouse #Narayanganj


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Just Remember That One's Again.

Just remember that one's again.

Alhamdulillah for everything. Everything that happens to us is always for our own benefit.

Allah is always in charge of everything and We shouldn't be afraid what's going to happen in the Future. This duniya is only a test place.

The Real life starts in the Akhirah. May we All pass this Test and go to our real homes in Jannah! InShaโ€™Allah.

#Abdullah


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" You Don't Have To Be First To Feel Successful. You Just Have To Try Your Best ."

" You don't have to be first to feel successful. You just have to try your best ."

Success is often misunderstood as being the best overall. When we have this mindset, we focus on being the best compared to others instead of being the best version of ourselves.

Achieving success requires a positive mindset aimed at personal growth and improvement, but, we often treat it as a competition where winning is the only goal. The truth is that even if we win in one aspect of life, we might lose in others, so a true winner never exists.

While winning can bring temporary happiness, true joy comes from personal improvement and doing better than before. Although, being first feels rewarding, it shouldn't be the sole measure of success.

Even if you're not first, but you've given your best, that's something to celebrate. Trying your best requires discipline, commitment, and perseverance, and that, in itself, is a victory.

Decide today that you are gonna WIN. Quit limiting your beliefs, and go after what you really WANT. I think we both know you are capable of achieving great things - thereโ€™s nothing stopping you but YOU.

Now, what is it that you really want?

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ู„ูŠุชู†ูŠ ู„ู… ุฃุฑุฏ ุนู„ู‰ ุฑุณุงู„ุชู€ูƒ ุฐุงุช ูŠู€ูˆู…

ู„ูŠุชู†ูŠ ู„ู… ุฃุฑุฏ ุนู„ู‰ ุฑุณุงู„ุชู€ูƒ ุฐุงุช ูŠู€ูˆู…

ู„ูŠุชู†ู€ูŠ ุชุฑูƒุชูƒ ุบุฑูŠุจุงู‹ ูƒุงู„ุจู‚ูŠุฉ ู„ุง ุชุนุฑูู†ูŠ ูˆู„ุง ุฃุนุฑู ุนู†ูƒ ุดูŠุฆุง

ู„ูŠุชู†ูŠ ุชุฌุงู‡ู„ุชูƒ ูˆู„ู… ุฃูุชุญ ู„ูƒูŽ ู†ุงูุฐุฉ ูุคุงุฏูŠ

ุฃูˆ ุนู„ู‰ ุงู„ุฃู‚ู„ ุฃุณุฏู„ุช ุงู„ุณุชุงุฑุงุช ุนู†ุฏู…ุง ู‡ุจุช ุฑูŠุงุญูƒ ุงู„ุดุฑู‚ูŠุฉ

ู„ูŠุชู†ูŠ ุฃู†ู‡ูŠุช ุงู„ุทุฑูŠู‚ ู…ุนูƒ ุฏูˆู† ูˆุฌู‡ุฉ ุทูˆูŠู„ุฉ

ูˆุฏูˆู† ุญุฒุงู… ุงู„ุณู„ุงู…ุฉ

ู„ูŠุชู†ูŠ ูŠูˆู…ู‡ุง ู„ู… ุฃุณู…ุญ ู„ูƒ ุจุชุฌุงูˆุฒ ุฃุณูˆุงุฑ ูˆุทู†ูŠ

ูˆุฃุจู‚ูŠุชูƒ ุจุนูŠุฏุง

ุจุนูŠุฏุง ุญูŠุซ ู„ุง ู‚ุตุฉ ุจูŠู†ู†ุง

ูˆู„ุง ุฐูƒุฑู‰ ู‚ุฏ ุชุดู‚ ุฎุงุทุฑูŠ ููŠ ูู„ูƒ ุงู„ู„ูŠู„

ูˆู„ุง ุดูŠุก ุขุฎุฑ ู‚ุฏ ูŠุชุฃุฌุฌ ุจุฏุงุฎู„ูŠ ุนู†ุฏ ุณู…ุงุน ุงุณู…ูƒ ููŠ ุงู„ุทุฑู‚ุงุช

ู„ูŠุชู†ูŠ ุบุงุฏุฑุช ุงู„ู…ูƒุงู† ููŠ ุฃูˆู„ ูุฑุตุฉ

ู„ูŠุชู†ูŠ ูุนู„ุช ูƒู„ ู‡ุฐุง ุŒ

ูˆู„ูŠุช ุงู„ุฃูŠุงู… ู„ู… ุชุฌู…ุน ุจูŠู†ู†ุง ู…ู†ุฐ ุงู„ุจุฏุงูŠุฉ

ู„ูŠุชู†ูŠ ู„ู… ุฃุญุจูƒ..!!


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6 months ago
Remember That In Life There Will Always Be People Who Can Never Admit That Theyโ€™ve Done Wrong.

Remember that in life there will always be people who can never admit that theyโ€™ve done wrong.

Such people exist. They will always try to make you feel that youโ€™re at fault.

Be careful of such people. Keep a safe distance. Pray for them. Only the Almighty can help them.

๐Ÿ–Š๏ธ Abdullah


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6 months ago

Yes


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