My Campaign Was Reblog By Some And Vetted

imagining myself living in wealth, living in the richest part of my town, imagining myself not having to worry about money, and instantly feeling a warm sensation in my stomach and the tension in my shoulders dissipating ♡

Can I just say this weird social media push of "girl cat boy cat" pisses me off there was this girl i overheard who was petting a cat who was showing her a lot of love and talking about adopting her but when she found out she was a girl cat she was like "I don't like girl cats" like what the fuck are we doing misogyny against cats now

Our tax money is funding Israel, it’s time to reinvest into something better

𝑫𝒖𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑹𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒏

Allahumma ighfir lil-muslimeena wal-muslimaat, wal-mu'mineena wal mu'minaat, al- ahyaa'i minhum wal-amwat

"O Allah, forgive the Muslim men and Muslim women, the believing men and the believing women, the alive from them and the dead"

Allahumma inni as'alukal-afwa wal afiyah fid-dunya wal-akhirah

"O Allah, I seek Your forgiveness and my well-being in this world and the Hereafter"

Allahumma inni as'aluka al-jannah wa a'oodhu bika min an-nar

"O Allah, I ask You for paradise, and I seek refuge in You from the Fire."

"What am I doing wrong?"

The only problem is assuming you have a problem or that you are doing something wrong. It becomes a cycle of "fixing and restarting" very quickly. Why do you assume that you have a problem, or that you are doing something wrong? Why do you assume that you can't do it? Why do you assume that something is blocking you from having everything of your desires? Ask yourself.

Being from Gaza, Palestine is so different.

I tell people I'm from Gaza and I get pity, I get the "oh... do you have family there?" and I have to act tough, I am tough, it runs in my veins. Being from Gaza is expecting that reaction, the sorrow, it's dealing with dumbass people everyday, it's getting the "can you go there?" question. (No i cant btw).

I am from Gaza, I feel emotions just like everyone else, I feel anger and hurt and longing for a place I cant visit, I feel love and comfort and right now I feel alone and like im yelling at the world to pay attention and NO ONE CARES.

I am from Gaza, my thoughts belong to Gaza, my heart, my skin color, the way I speak, the way I say words a bit differently than the rest of the Palestinians, the way I wish I was a filmmaker to share my culture with the world.

I am from Gaza, i am aware of how different my people are, i am aware that i grew up differently, I am aware I grew up looking at the news from my grandparents television with my aunt waiting for news about her family, I am aware that I have trauma in my veins, I am aware that my culture is taken over and that I can't really speak about it, I am aware that not everyone experiences your aunt screaming that her brother died and yelling "He's apart of my soul, my soul died"

I am from Gaza, I hurt, I feel, I love, I care and my heart, soul and mind all belong to my beautiful land and its people.

my summer bouta be packed ☠️

like learning a 4th lang

Studying for the sat ( I don't live in the us nor do i attend a fancy international school so i'm on my own ✨)

Participating in competitions ( around 4?) so i can put them in my college app

Learning to code

And a void challenge i made for myself

Working out 2× a week

Maybe learning how to cook?

~Sending prayers to my future self lols ☠️

hey I was wondering how it felt like to be in the void state (what you felt and what you heard in there)

For me, I woke up in it. It was really drowsy feeling, kind of like when you are really tired but you are trying to wake up. It was calm and no sound. I felt weightless and frozen. I couldn't even feel myself breathing. I knew I existed but I had no body.

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i'm on break so i've been passing time on Tumblr, when did ppl on here go crazy it's like reading inside of a crazy philosopher's head y'all are on the verge of losing your mind