My love language is telling you a bunch of random things that happened throughout my day.
I could be your favorite notification
يا رب، تولَّ أمرَهم، وكُن لهم عونًا ومعينًا، ونصيرًا وظهيرًا. اللهم، اغفرْ لنا تقصيرَنا تجاهَهم يا رب، بدِّلْ خوفَهم أمنًا، وذُلَّهم عزًّا، وفقرَهم غِنًى، وأحزَانَهم فرَحًا، وتقبَّلْ شهداءَهم في عليين
Ya Allah , take charge of their affairs, be their helper and supporter, their aid and defender. Ya Allah, forgive us for our shortcomings toward them. Ya Allah, replace their fear with security, their humiliation with honor, their poverty with wealth, and their sorrows with joy. Accept their martyrs in the highest ranks of Paradise.
Be great full you slipped through the hands of people who had no clue how to hold you.
"Maybe one day we will get married... and we will have children, if they look like me then they will be poets, or if they look like you then they will be poems.”
Franz Kafka, from a letter to Felice Bauer written in 1913, featured in Letters To Felice
Some of y’all don’t clap for others. That’s why it’ll never be your turn.
Being too good does not lead to being loved, but used.
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"Terrified of what she is doing to me." Powerless - Lauren Roberts