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*write something as beautiful as yourself*

Nicest Person Ever (Bahi)
Right now, you might be thinking that you're all alone. You might be thinking that you wouldn't be able to survive. You might be questioning yourself that why God tests You only. You might be thinking that you have no one to share your sorrows with. You might be suffering a lot. All alone. Trying your best to get out of this situation. You might be thinking that no one understand your pain. You might be thinking that people leave you when you need them the most. You might be thinking that you're weak.
But here I am. Telling you. Promising. That whatever you are going through it's all worth it. Your Lord is making you strong. Your Lord chose you to suffer. Because He wants You to be strong. Emotionally strong. You will suffer. One time, two time, multiple times. But it's all worth it. You will have bright days. Not so soon. But One day. I promise you all. Life is not a child's play. You have to go through a lot. So, my dearest friends, You are not alone. You are not weak. You are strongest of all. You will be happy again. Happiest of all. Just don't lose hope. Have faith. Trust Him. And it will be all worth it. 🌼

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Aaj ki achi baat? 🌺

Danyal ツ
Being considerate for people is good until you start considering your own choices, the choices of showing yourself to the world, the decision of not letting the world hear your screams until they hear it. I keep repeating expectations are of no good, but my heart goes against it, the pain reminds me how I still expect from people who are not perfect and in the phase of learning. The fact that everything, every single thing will break your heart even if it doesn't seem in the beginning makes me want to crawl out of my skin. But the thing about being an observer is that it teaches you to upgrade yourself with the situation and time, being an observer is not easy because you try your whole life to save yourself from burning from too much realization. But no matter how much you want to go back to your previous habits, want to go back in that circle which was comforting before, you cannot because you've progressed in all ways and no matter how badly you want to hide in that den, your new energy will never allow that. That's how you know you cannot hide or run away from your problems even if you want to. The only way out is through.
~A.R.M.
Ps: https://www.facebook.com/AbeeraRaufMukati/
Follow her. She writes so gooood.

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Keh dou na kuch aj? 🌚

Osama Asghar
I hate it when people say shit about each other just because they are no more friends or they are no more in a relationship. Why sending hate? Just because you are no more friends doesn't mean that you should say bad words to each other. Remember their good qualities instead of bad. Remember what they meant to you once in your lifetime. Don't vanish their good qualities and start spreading rumors. Or sending hate. This will not prove your friendship or love for each other. This will make things worse. Try to appreciate them. Try to appreciate their good qualities instead of sending hate. Because ONCE YOU LOVED THEM. Don't waste your LOVE like this. Learn to appreciate even you're no more friends. And if you can't appreciate then at least pray for them. Because ONCE they were there for you. Don't ever forget.

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Something you wanna share? πŸ’­

khadija(deeja)✌
Everyone's fragile in the beginning trying to avoid the reality, looking after the hurting ones, trying to clean the mess of the broken ones, draining their energies on the narcissists and then falling into the pit of low self-esteem, not listening to their vibes have always cost a lot.
This has been a routine for the life, not realizing why so many souls are numb these days when in fact they're just disappointed for not trusting their instincts at first.
But you've got to be tough perhaps considering it to be the only choice in the journey of creating stories of the brave ones.
The only thing that brings us alive is forgiving ourselves for all of this. After all we're only humans. If expectations from others hurt so badly what makes you think expecting from yourself to be perfect would not bring any consequences with itself?
The sky above your head is waiting for you to forgive the past version of yourself, the universe is hinting you to not be so hard on yourself, it's just a matter of time you start realizing your worth and start loving the world again.
Stop giving up on yourself too soon, you're a miracle that has happened to so many individuals you don't even know, you're an inspiration to many people suffering from the same pain. Start cherishing your existence.
~A.R.M

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Say something?

Walking on empty roads is only satisfying when the soul is satisfied, he had no idea what satisfaction meant, the tangled feelings in his heart were the cause of his tiredness and the more he tried to untangle them,the more they got jumbled up. It wasn't that he was an introvert, he used to greet every person he used to meet on the street, a person who used to speak his heart out until one day when he tried to talk about his vibes and the things that made him feel insecure but he was told to keep those feelings to himself because men are brave, brave enough to not confront their feelings in front of people, keeping it to himself, the feelings started losing their meaning, their purpose and they just became feelings without reason, the unsolved miseries, the poison that ruins the concept of love residing in the heart, the numbness that becomes one's partner in crime, the emotions that start to deny their presence and finally the reason to live fades.
Walking on empty streets is only satisfying when the soul is satisfied or else walking becomes essential only to avoid suicidal thoughts.
But everyone's got one angel in their life who makes them realize that they're poisoning their minds by overthinking and keeping stuff to themselves. Luckily he got saved by that one angel in his life too and thus understood what acknowledgements do, it was his story of becoming a therapist, the ones who have suffered know how it feels to suffer in silence, how it feels to not have someone who could validate them at every step of their lives.
It is important to be aware of what others are going through, if not, just assume life is a trial for each and every individual in this world and be kind always.
~A.R.M.

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Current thoughts ?

Waleed Khan
Been bruised so many times, she stopped fearing abuse. That night she didn't sleep at all because of her conscience urging her to raise her voice not only for her but for the community relating to the same pain. She looked at the angelic face of her 3 year old daughter, tears rolled down her cheek and with a fade smile she recalled all the goals she had set for herself in the teenage years of her life, been mentally abused in her own household she dreamt of achieving her goals on her own, she never imagined her future to be tied to a family who cared more about the abstract ideas of respect and honor than the lives of people around them.
Mental abuse is no less than physical abuse, it had damage her thinking abilities to an extent where she only remembered her household chores, so she kept on repeating the tasks even while laying on the hospital bed, she only remembered what she had to do after being discharged, she kept asking if her daughter was okay, if the house was clean, if everything in the house is in perfect shape, if the clothes were ironed, she didn't even care If she was okay because she was never taught how to love herself, because the consequences of mental abuse can distort the personality of a person until you realize you can only save yourself if you raise your voice, cut off toxic relations and ask for what is yours. Happy endings are not what we read in fairy tales but the ones that teach self-love and how to fight for freedom.
- A.R.M

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Golden wordsβ‰πŸ’²

khadija(deeja)✌
Life is too short to judge others. It is not our job to tell someone what they feel or who they are. Why not spend some time on yourself instead? I don't know you, but I can guarantee you have some issues you can work on. And maybe you've got a fit body and a perfect face, but I'll wager you've got insecurities too, ones that would keep you from stripping down to a purple bikini and modeling it in front of everyone.
As for the rest of you, remember this. YOU ARE WANTED. Big, small, tall, short, pretty, plain, friendly, shy. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise not even yourself.
Especially not yourself.
Jennifer Niven, Holding Up the Universe

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Post Something 🎈

A L I E N
Unfair it is,
When your generosity following you since childhood, is unappreciated by the disastrous one.
Unfair it is,
When your innocence is underestimated by the insecure one.
Unfair it is,
When your purity is ridiculed by the judgmental one.
Unfair it is,
When your loyalty is blackmailed by the abusive one.
Unfair it is,
to grow up like this, in an environment. So suffocating.
~ ARM.

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Kuch to bolo .-.

Ahmad D Vlad
The tragedy of our choice is that we chain our necks with attachments, and then ask why we choke. We put aside our Real air, and then wonder why we can't breathe. We give up our only food, and then complain when we're dying of starvation. After all, we stick the knife in our chest and then cry because it hurts. So much. But what we have done. We have done to ourselves.
Allah says:
" And whatever affliction befalls you, it is on account of what your hands have wrought, and (yet) He pardons most (of your faults)." (Qur'an, 42:30)
- Reclaim your heart (Yasmin Mogahed)

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write something beautiful🌻🌸

I found myself praying for peace today
I've been in and out of my mind a thousand times
I know You heard me
I know I wasn't alone in that room,
Shaking with the fear of fear,
the harrowing loneliness
I cried out to You on my hands. On my knees.
With my face pushed down against the ground.
If I could have gotten lower, I swear I would.
Because that is helplessness, the truest kind...
The kind that knows nothing, not one leaf or tear, or smile can be without Him.
I learned something today.
Again.
This is Dunya. Dunya. Not a place of ease. Only glitter.
The place where you have to feel cold and hungry.
The place where you have to worry and feel scared.
The place where it gets cold.
So cold, sometimes.
The place where you have to leave the people you love.
Where you can't get attached,because even if you do, it doesn't make it stay, it just makes it hurt when it doesn't.
The place where happiness and sadness are players, waiting for their next line in a play...
Competing for their place on stage.
The place where gravity makes you fall and frailty makes you bleed.
The place where sadness exists, because it must.
And tears fall to remind you of a place where they don't.
Where they just don't.
And isn't that just it? Isn't Jannah that place after all?
That place that Allah describes over and over and over in 2 ways?
On them shall be no fear... Nor shall they grieve.
But I am still here, aren't I?
The scar on my flesh reminds me of that.
The burn on my arm left a scar that I love.
I love it because it reminds me how weak I am.
How human.
That I burn. That I bleed. That I break. That I scar.
Yes. It is here I am. Here that I cry. Here that I fall.
Here, just the same, that You filled that room, and lifted me to humbleness, and an acute knowledge of my own powerlessness and excruciating need for You.
And then You took care of it.
Of course You did.
Of course.
Like Younus, and Musa, and his mother. You took care of it.
You are the Peace of the peaceful.
The strength of the strong.
The lighthouse of Truth in this storm of lies.
So, I found myself praying for peace today. ❀
Ps: EVERYONE. DO READ THIS BOOK. PLEASEEE.

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Kuch kehna he?

ﺯﯾﻦ
I have to ask myself whether I'm mentally defective. It's my upbringing, of course - my religion. Be nice and people will be nice to me. Think nice thoughts. The thing is, it's not possible for me to accept evil at first glance. Perhaps not even at the second, the third, or the fourth glance. For a person like me, evil has to insist and insist on itself, prove itself again and again. Otherwise, between episodes, I forget, woefully.
- My life as a traitor.

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Fvrt Novel?

Zeeshan nawaz
I have shut my windows
I do not want to hear the weeping
But from behind the grey walls
Nothing is heard but the weeping
There are few angels that sing
There are few dogs that bark
A thousand violins fit in the palm of the hand
But the weeping is an immense angel
The weeping is an immense dog
The weeping is an immense violin
Tears strangle the wind
Nothing is heard but the weeping. πŸ’•
Ps: worth reading.

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