“ He felt warm and familiar. He felt solid and safe. I wanted to cling to his shirt, bury my face into the warm curve of his neck, and never let go. ”

—    

Becca Fitzpatrick

Everything you love is here

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i love this one

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“ What can my enemies do to me? My Paradise is in my heart;
it goes with me wherever I am.
If they kill me, it is martyrdom.
If they exile me from my land, it is a vacation in the Path of Allah.
If they imprison me, it is to allow me a private devotion with Allah. ”

—    Ibn Taymiyyah (via heartofabeliever)

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I hope one day
somebody loves you
so much

that they see violets
in the bags under your eyes,
sunsets in the downward arch
of your lips

that they recognize you
as something green,
something fresh and still growing
even if sometimes
you are growing sideways

that they do not waste their time
trying to fix you.

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muslimahbyheart:

Abu Huraira reported Allah’s Messenger (may peace be upon him) as saying that “Allah, the Exalted and Glorious, thus stated: I am near to the thought of My servant as he thinks about Me, and I am with him as he remembers Me. And if he remembers Me in his heart, I also remember him in My Heart, and if he remembers Me in assembly I remember him in assembly, better than his (remembrance), and if he draws near Me by the span of a palm, I draw near him by the cubit, and if he draws near Me by the cubit I draw near him by the space (covered by) two hands. And if he walks towards Me, I rush towards him”. 

Sahih Muslim 6471, Book 035 (The Book Pertaining to the Remembrance of Allah, Supplication, Repentance and Seeking Forgiveness)

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