Some words build houses in your throat. And they live there, content and on fire.

Nayyirah Waheed





And maybe Happiness is like ‘Happily Ever After’… it doesn’t exist. 



Sadness will visit you… Pay no attention to it.



Anonymous asked:
How do you know SayyedMuhammad?

We are best friends.









Wake up early. Drink coffee. Work hard. Be ambitious. Keep your priorities straight, your mind right and your head up. Do well, live well and dress really well. Do what you love, love what you do. It is time to start living.
(via arabarabarab)

(Source: rustedbones)




Home calls to me in words I cannot understand

Lebanon



And maybe you are broken and unstable; and maybe that is why I can’t seem to forget you, I see so much of myself in each fragile piece of you



No one could describe my longing for you

Lebanon





Anonymous asked:
Write something

And her words slurred

Drunk off his love





Arabsalim, South Lebanon