that day will come. 🏹

There’s this feeling when you put your head down in sajdah and you can’t get back up. It’s like your belief is so strong in Allah being Great that you drop down and bow while saying Allahu Akbar, and you genuinely understand that He is pure of all faults and the Most High as you keep your head, face down at the lowest point. But you can’t bring yourself back up. I don’t know what it is, shame... overwhelmingness, maybe even sadness from issues unrelated or related to prayer... but your head feels stuck. But out of respect to the prayer and out of respect of this being an act of submission to Allah at the end of the day, and not *solely* about yourself, you rise. And repeat. And continue to pray.

Allahu Akbar. Allah is the Greatest.

the united states is cursed and i would betray this country for a cold glass of water but one thing i’ll never do is pass up an opportunity to make fun of british people

i feel so much better when no one knows where i am and what im doing.

@azarias

Frida Kahlo told her husband, "I'm not asking you to kiss me, nor apologize to me when I think you're wrong. I won't even ask you to hug me when I need it most. I don't ask you to tell me how beautiful I am, even if it's a lie, nor write me anything beautiful. I won't even ask you to call me to tell me how your day went, nor tell me you miss me. I won't ask you to thank me for everything I do for you, nor to care about me when my soul is down, and of course, I won't ask you to support me in my decisions. I won't even ask you to listen to me when I have a thousand stories to tell you. I won't ask you to do anything, not even be by my side forever. Because if I have to ask you, I don't want it anymore.”

Fanci Club fall 2021

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I want you at your best and at your worst and everything in between

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