May 2013
Anonymous asked: اهوك مهما تفعلي اهواك ستظلين من اهواه وسوف ادعو ربي ان انساك
Sweet Dreams
brainleakingwords:
I have the sweetest dreams,
of you,
and a normal reality,
without you.
She doesn’t think she’s worthy to live. But she doesn’t realize, she is life.
– Derek Raymond, He Died with His Eyes Open (via awritersruminations)
فَما أحلى أيّامَ الحُبِّ! ومَا أعذَبَ أحلامَها!
ومَا أمرَّ ليَاليَ الحُزنِ ومَا...
– جبران خليل جبران (via holy-flesh)
I hate being so emotionally slutty. I need to stop loving everyone I have a long...
– Sara Quin (via lesbian-a-la-mode)
I’ve always followed my heart instead of my head. I’ve always jumped, always...
– (via thelovewhisperer)
Anonymous asked: Salams.. Quick q. Are u Arab raised in the west or western raised in the Arab world ?
There’s a brief moment when you first wake up, where you have no memories. A...
– Anna Sophia Robb, The Carrie Diaries (via xxxxxxxxxxxxxo)
But I have seen the best of you and the worst of you, and I choose both.
– Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye, “An Origin Story” (via amentaloutlet)
I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me.
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via wryer)
blehnobleh:
Your eyes are my favorite poem.
chronicles-of-chronic:
I crave her, like I crave 5 am cigarettes.
Anonymous asked: حصلتي خروف ؟
Anonymous asked: what did you like more? the girl or the boy?
Anonymous asked: do you masterbaite regularly ?
Anonymous asked: Have you ever kissed a girl?
Anonymous asked: Is your name abrar?
Anonymous asked: Are you a virgin?
Anonymous asked: Are you a lesbian?
Anonymous asked: Are you in love?
Let’s play “yes” or “no.” You ask me questions on...
describe me the way an author would in a book
you-left-me-wanting-more:
this seems really fun. :(
mynameiselly:
Why do I keep thinking I can love the fear out of someone?
I want to hold you, help you fix what feels so unfixable, but I have to remind myself:
even if you offer a hand, a lifejacket, a boat— some people don’t want to be saved, they just want to drown.
I once dated a writer and
Writers are forgetful,
but they remember everything. They forget appointments and anniversaries, but remember what you wore, how you smelled, on your first date… They remember every story you’ve ever told them - like ever, but forget what you’ve just said. They don’t remember to water the plants or take out the trash, but they don’t forget how to make you laugh. Writers are...