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writtenbyaloner · 8 days
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Sleep, uneasiness, daydreams, and exhaustion. I will, I will, I will. These days, I do not partially but completely blame the weather for my poor utilisation of time.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 22 days
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وَذَكِّرۡ فَإِنَّ ٱلذِّكۡرَىٰ تَنفَعُ ٱلۡمُؤۡمِنِينَ
“And go on reminding [people], it is good for those who believe to be reminded.” [51:55]
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writtenbyaloner · 1 month
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One day, you sleep and wake up, and you see that you live in a crime scene, and the criminals are the lawmakers, the lawbreakers, the judges, the juries, and the executioners.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 1 month
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On this tiny string of existence, there are things that do not bother me because I know I cannot change them. Yet, on this same tiny string of existence, there are things that haunt my soul because I have tired, and I’m convinced that I cannot change them.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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In order to keep old wounds at bay, I must try to forget what has transpired in the past. But then, in order not to stumble again, I must remember it.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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I sometimes think about women and how magical they can be. The way they turn a house into a home. Take a piece of land, build four walls, and see how magical they can be. Pick a crybaby and take him to his mom, and see how magical they can be. Carry the weight of the world, ask for her hand, and see how magical they can be. Do you sometimes think about women and how magical they can be?
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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Who hasn’t felt the claws of society around their neck? Whether in being themselves or by conforming to its standards, there’s always a catch—through the silent whispers and the piercing eyes. You’re either too much or too little, too flexible or too brittle. And fitting in is a continuous act of betraying yourself.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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I thought “waiting for eternity” was an exaggeration, until I was tested with waiting for you.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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Desertification: the conversion of a fertile land to an arid land. That is what is going on inside of me, and in order for sanity to prevail, in order for a chance at evergreen vegetation, I must let it take its course.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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When your presence breeds chaos in someone's life, let your absence be a gift.
~ Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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To see your loved one half in heaven, to see your loved one half on earth. You must’ve felt an abyss beneath your feet and seen devastation at the bottom of it.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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In another universe, you stayed.
— In this one, you didn’t and it ruined me.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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Her tired soul and his tired soul, and her fragile heart and his fragile heart, and her will to submit and his will to submit, and her struggle to understand and his struggle to understand, and her desire to build and his desire to build, nurtured their minds and warped the dry atmosphere in between them.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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I grew, not by learning what to be, but by learning what not to be. I became, not by being the things I like, but by eliminating the things I didn’t.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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His hands, like those of a cobbler, could mend her heart. But to mend herself means to bear no shame and owe no favours.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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How to paddle the night sky with your bare hands?
The exponentially increasing desire to catch a shooting star.
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writtenbyaloner · 2 months
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In adoration, it’s in my nature to adore that which I have chosen in such a way that it never doubts in its entire life if it was ever truly loved.
– Abdulsamad S. M.
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