How sad is it that in the process of building up a tolerance for withstanding emotional pain, people often end up strengthening their tolerance to the ability to feel loved
The little things that once made you sad stop bringing you down, but you also stop gaining happiness from the little things that brought you joy
Here’s a serious advice. Even the nicest people have their limits. Don’t try to reach that point because the nicest people are also the scariest assholes when they’ve had enough.
I pray that the Almighty forgives the sins of my brothers and sisters, because it isn’t a party in Jannah until you celebrate with those you love.
White people destroyed 3/4s of the world for spices and have the nerve not to season their food.
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