artemisfowlstolemysoul:

Being a nice person is so fun

Waiter messes something up? You can see the relief on their faces when you don’t scream and swear at them about it

Extra tickets at an arcade/prize place? Watch a little kid’s face light up when you give them a bunch of tickets

There are too many assholes in this world. Be a nice person.

"When people help one another in sin and transgression, they finish by hating each other."

Shaykhul-Islaam Ibn Taymiyyah (rahimahulla):

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(via dysfunctionalmoment)
Via
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hijabihybrid:

Debating if I wanna get a real piercing

hijabihybrid:

Debating if I wanna get a real piercing

sloeginfiizz:

"Even the birds in Gaza are celebrating."

inbox:

I’m a teenager why does my back hurt I’m not 70 years old

lmya:

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lmya:

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amaalsdrifting:

bekkethatsall:

cecileemeke:

strollingseries #throwback 

strolling, ep1 - cecile emeke (see full episode HERE)

i’m a gif !!!!! 

amazing!! 

"Know for certain that whatever He does to you, your own good and benefit lies therein."

Imam al-Kadhim (‘a), Usul al-Kafi, ii, 391, hadith 3. (via yaseeneducation)


Ameen!

(via caminare-j-ai)
"I’ve given up on my emotions long time ago, all I do now is work on my mind. I want to be intelligent, I want to be so smart that there’s no more room for anything else. If I feel empty, I don’t search for something to fill myself with in humans, I read. If I get scared, I don’t look for a hand, I talk to God. I am aware of my emotions, I respect them, but I’ve grown to ignore them, I choose not to be drowned in tears, I choose not to end up knocking on someones door who may and may not let me in. I know that love is a good thing, but love ends, people leave, but not intelligence, not great mind saturated with knowledge. I will be happy with it, and I’ll be proud."
(via al-sabur)

theblackdalia:

It is written.

It has always been written.

You and I
John Legend

I notice everything. And by everything, I literally mean everything. I notice when someone stops hitting me up like they used to. I notice when the way someone talks to me starts changing. I notice the little things that people do, and the little things they used to do. I notice when things change, and when it’s no longer the same. I notice every single little detail. I just don’t say anything.