Salams. Peace. Hey, stalkers. Let me give you a little advice - smile when life is tough. That's what Islam taught me. Love my religion; Islaam. I'm a book lover. Chocoholic. English with creative writing - Student. Poet. But I haven't shared my poems on here yet. I have this other creative side to me; I'm a henna artist.
I build up walls cuz I don’t want to go through heartache and disappointment but then eventually I let them down & become close to someone & every single time, I get hurt I get hurt I get hurt. After a while, you start hating yourself instead of them. & how do u overcome that self hatred?
I always regret becoming close to someone n I keep thinking maybe it’ll be different this time but it never is! God it never is different
(via niqabiimuslimah)Here, But Not Here
The only two I’ll post for now. Eid henna. For my friends.
You know when someone follows me. I follow them ‘secretly’. I mean stalk them. And then send them cute anon messages if their posts are sad. So I would make their day better? Even though I’m a stranger.
Stokes and Oates
This is the most accurate thing I’ve ever seen in my ENTIRE LIFE
Wait for someone who tells strangers about you.(via keep-that-pussy-wet)Watch Sunsets With Me
Done a few henna designs at uni today.
Want to see?
I don’t know whether I should post or not post.
In uni I’m referred to as “The Bengali Girl”. Lol. Great. Just great. Not even my name lol.
My family is mad. Or has evil eye. Wallah.
How could my younger bro just get a fork and dip it in the oil and fire and prick it on the elder bro?
Ugh. FML. I have to babysit. I have to deal with them. I have to go insane. Because of all of them. They drive me crazy. Wallahy. I was screaming like a lunatic like I was uncontrollable. I was angry. My blood pressure is high right now. I need to calm the hell down. Ugh. I have short temper when I tryyyyy so hard to not panic or get angry.
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when someone uses “your” instead of “you’re”