My headache my sore body this heat I want to burry myself in moist soil

I see people traveling and I think “that must be exhausting” I enjoy being at one place

I truly enjoy going through my story highlights and all the photo memories it’s the post that says “my ig story is my favourite story”

After 8 months at the football club I managed to keep my life and instagram private until this one girl who I like explicitly asked for my ig so I gave in and she immediately checked it and said “that’s exactly what I was expecting your taste and beautiful photos” she thought I would be posting about my dating life but I won’t I should delete but I enjoy visuals

rose1water:

If you think you can’t, know that you won’t. Instill within yourself that you can, and know that you will. Every action begins with thought. Every work begins with contemplation. If the basis of our souls are weak, we cannot do anything. Strengthen your soul, strengthen your heart, and become connected to God. All of these supplications that have been taught to us, inviting everyone toward reliance on God, are to instill within us strength. You have a tremendous support—the support of God Himself, the center of all power. So why should you resort to anyone but Him? What would such a person who has God, be afraid of?

— Imam Khomeini ®

(via ritasdove)

quotespile:

“Happy as a clam, is what my mother says for happy. I am happy as a clam: hard-shelled, firmly closed.”

— Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye

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Thank God for my newborn nephew’s smile truly nothing else matters despite the question if I will ever have my own rotting in my mind

I’m so rude excuse moi

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