اَللّٰهُمَّ حَاسِبْنِىْ حِسَا بًا يَّسِيْرًا

Allahumma hasibnee hisaban yaseera.

O Allah, grant me an easy reckoning.

One of the hardest things in life is having words in your heart that you can’t utter.

pashtundukhtaree:

Another side of Afghanistan -
“What I now see is a country of mystery, beauty, sadness, elegance and one that has been misunderstood for a long time”
pashtundukhtaree:

Najib didn’t even know how to write his own name in his own language. But he was educated because he fended for his and his grandmother’s life by collecting and selling trash in the rough Quetta streets of Pakistan, and he offered his hand of friendship to other street kids.
From Love Letters from Kabul

ultralorde:

reblog if u r madly in love with me or if u like apple juice

phoenixx23:

thepoeticrebel:

dontbeabrat:

prettylxxxve:

lolitalovesshoes:

This is not life…

Wow wow wow

oh but nigga we ignorant tho

._.

1958 THESE ARE SOME OF YOUR GRANDPARENTS!!!! 
"slavery was hundreds of years ago. get over it" 
shut THE fuck up. 56 years ago black children were zoo attractions.
the same thing is happening in india as of LAST YEAR. Native Jarwawa peoples are tracked down like creatures on a safari and are forced to dance for food. x 
fuck you. fuck yourself. fuck your “reverse racism”.
pashtundukhtaree:

builders in afghanistan ‘play’ on the playground they’re meant to be building for the children in kabul afghanistan.

fake-mermaid:

do you ever wash your face with cold water and feel like your life has changed dramatically

  • Me on my wedding day: you still like me right

Why don’t you give your angels a break?

Aisha (rA) told a group of women after hearing them talk on and on, backbiting and gossiping about others.  (via heartheraindrops-fall)

The mind replays what the heart can’t delete.

Yasmin Mogahed  (via rainbowstickers)

I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds.

— Andrea Gibson (via rainbowstickers)