سوريا نحن معكم
eatin' funyuns in the dunya
ZThemes
إِنَّ اللَّهَ مَعَ الَّذِينَ اتَّقَواْ وَّالَّذِينَ هُم مُّحْسِنُون
     Indeed, Allah is with those who fear Him and those who are doers of good. ~ Holy Qur'an, Surat An-Naĥl [16:128]

eatin' funyuns in the dunya

captivatingdeen:

Ya Allāh remove any and all sadness from my mothers heart and give all my happiness to her.

Let me introduce myself

novltea:

1. The meaning behind my URL
2. A picture of me
3. Tattoos I have
4. Last time I cried and why
5. Piercings I have
6. Favorite Band
7. Biggest turn off(s)
8. Top 5 (insert subject)
9. Tattoos I want
10. Biggest turn on(s)
11. Age
12. Ideas of a perfect date
13. Life goal(s)
14. Piercings I want
15. Relationship status
16. Favorite movie
17. A fact about my life
18. Phobia
19. Middle name
20. Anything you want to ask

stepping over corpses,
i sprinkle rose petals
on puddles of scarlet

wind blows away fear
as God reminds me,
breathe my dear,

you,
out of all,
are alive

(Источник: al-amriki)

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islamreflection:

3lm19:

GUYS PLEASE PAY ATTENTION TO HOW THEY ARE ATTACKING AND RAIDING MUSLIM HOMES IN AUSTRALIA

the police are attacking muslims in their homes in the middle of the night, arresting women in their beds, men in the morning, attacing and humiliating us all

life is getting scary here for the muslims 

May Allah (SWT) protect our brothers and sisters and us all, Ameen. :(

as if i needed another reason to be furious

A Palestinian militant of Al-Nasir brigades shoots next to a participant of a presentation during a military graduation ceremony in Khan Younis in the southern Gaza Strip.

(Источник: fnhfal)

If I could,
I would turn girls into dragons.

Girls whose skin
has been stained by filthy hands,
girls who are forced
to face those familiar hands
day after day,

give them armor.

Girls who are told
that womanhood means duty,
who dig
and sweat
and carry
and labor,
girls who break their backs
on someone else’s burden,

give them spiked spines.

Girls trapped in cycles:
cycles of abuse
addiction
poverty
pain
cycles they can’t even name,
cycling
cycling
down the drain
and thrown out with the bathwater,

give them claws.

Girls
who chomp down on fear
hiding behind their teeth,
who swallow it whole
because it’s the only nourishment they’ll get,

give them razor fangs.

Girls
who thirst for knowledge
in the middle of a drought,
girls whose minds
are considered as real as their suffering,

give them fire
to burst from their mouths
in place of the words that no one hears.

Girls
whose bodies are not their own;
who are meant for decoration
and cannot decorate themselves,
who are meant for pleasure
and cannot pleasure themselves,
who are meant to be examples
and cannot exemplify themselves,

give them wings
to fly far, far away,

taste freedom in the sky,
and see it for what it should be:
a right, not a privilege.

Every girl
who is considered a possession
or a prize
or a plaything,

who lives
confined by people
who call condescension “love”
and manipulation “compromise”
and fear “respect”
and silence “consent,”

give her eyes
that strike terror into the heart
of anyone who would call her weak.

Gift girls with dragonhood
when personhood is a myth.

 Sarah C.

(Источник: inclementweatherdelay)