For some unknown reason I like the time of 3:00 clock.
just got back from a hospital in Jerusalem we went to the childrens ward and there were so many kids who had kidney failure and cancer from Gaza
Oh Allah grant them all shifa kaamila aajila and mustamirra
The sign translates to “This is an American Donkey, He doesn’t know how to read Arabic [Your Brother Abu Jihaad]
he’s gonna get it tattooed to his chest
مایوسی کے کریلے دل میں اگاے گئے ہیں
کڑوے تھے نہں ہم مگر بنائے گئے ہیں
Sometimes I wanted to know what it felt like to tell a boy all my secrets. Other times, that seemed as impossible as waking up one morning to find myself fluent in a foreign language.
Sometimes I felt better alone that I did with people. And sometimes that just felt lonely.
Yes. Even now after more than half of a decade of that Sixteen.
Tumblr satisfies that need of wanting to talk to someone but not wanting to talk to anyone at the same time.