remanence-of-love:

mirandaaylese:

what’s for you is coming 

drippingichor:

person: you come across really chill

me: yeah i suppose i am

my constant, unending, internal monologue: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

maghfirat:

“My mother taught me everything, except how to live without her.”

—

I dread the day I will have to realise this for myself, ya Allah grant both my mother and father good health. (via jay-walden)

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