and I want to crawl underneath my bed covers
and stay there till a hundred suns rise and set.
and on day one hundred and one,
I want to pull the covers off my head
and feel something other than sadness.
a new beginning.
a lesson learned.
no more tears for a lost love that was never a love.
Be the trouble you want to see in the world
it has become pretty evident to me,
that this is going nowhere,
and what I see is just an illusion,
of the things I want,
and will never get.
Today I wore a partial hijab for Muslims that aren’t allowed to wear them in public places.
I saw a bunch of a girls with it and being myself I added another meaning to it. I wore this hijab around my school for LGBTQ people in Islam. Mainly transgender people since they’re ostracized more from a “Muslim” community than a gay person would be.
It was an interesting experience to have people stare at you and be like wtf.
This is super cute, I love it.
I’m talking to this dude on facebook
and I have the tiniest crush on him.
It’s pathetic really, he is not my type.
The opposite.
tryin new hijab styles~
I like this one the best. Even though I look dumb in general.
(via thought-shower)
The funny thing is that burning the Quran is NOT a sin.
Actually, the proper way to dispose of a Quran is to either burn it, or bury it.
(Source: christiantheatheist)
