February 2012
9 posts
I promise to change.
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‘Can you honestly say that you are proud of yourself?’
The amount of times this has crossed my mind is innumerable.
There have been times I’ve hated, doubted, sickened, been disappointed in myself.
There have been times that I have also been happy with myself.
But proud? Not for a while. All I would see was what I failed in, what I failed to achieve, or had screwed up or...
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Happiness does not come from doing easy work but from the afterglow of...
– Theodore I. Rubin
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rebirth
This is a body of flesh and bones, hiding away the madness that lies deep in the mind, the insanity waiting to claw out, especially in those moments when the devil had achieved its goal and opened Pandora’s box within her.
Anger flows out in bursts.
breathe
She flees, running far away from the place that wishes only for her end,
throat burning, a fire tearing through her esophagus, legs carrying...
January 2012
26 posts
It’s mind numbing to be such a walking contradiction.
‘I wanna sing, I wanna shout
I wanna scream till the words dry...
– Read all about it, Professor Green ft. Emeli Sande
Anonymous asked: i love your blog !
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Screw you haters.
I don’t understand why there are so many people in the past week being so critical, ranging from not being a good enough daughter due to not working by aunties who have no idea what my life is like, to people pretending to be my friends but actually hating me, to people calling me a “self-hating, ashamed of my ethnicity Somali”>
Honestly, if you have a negative opinion of me,...
BLOGS UNFOLLOWED BY ACCIDENT
For some odd reason, in the past week that I have been gone, I return to tumblr to see that I am somehow not following any blogs anymore. I don’t understand how this happened but I have no idea exactly who I have been following due to THE LARGE NUMBER OF PEOPLE I HAD BEEN FOLLOWING!
If you knew I was following you and see that I am not right now, please let me know. I need to gain back my...
But even so, every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The...
– Haruki Murakami (via bornreadygeneration)
Every time,
every single moment when I start to relax, when I start to think that I can breathe because it has gone better, that the problem has been resolved and I’m free again,
it comes back.
Full force. Ruining everything.
Why is it so hard for happiness to last?
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Elevator Issue
I don’t understand people who, when they come and start waiting for the elevator, must double click the elevator button, even though I’ve already clicked it.
You see that it’s been pressed. It’s BLUE meaning someone (ME) has already pressed it. You see me waiting here when you arrived. So why press it?
You also don’t press it once. You do this constant warp speed...
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Hush
Why is it every time I come on tumblr to just enjoy my free time and lounge around, there is some sort of argument going on?
Seriously people. Y’all are behind a computer screen and most of you will never see one another so why the hell does it matter what the person says/does/thinks/believes?
You would think worrying about your own life would be more than enough work for one mind.
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Décennie الحلم
For the first time in my life, I dreamed.
I recalled a dream.
Dreams were and still are something magical to me. They encompass a certain type of magic, and only some people possess the ability to encompass this magic.
I was not one of those people, sadly. Before today I had never recalled a dream, and this dream could be seen more as a hallucination rather than a dream.
I was present but also...
4 am pain.
Of all the nights for my leg pain to return, it had to be the night of the MSA meeting and Skating trip.
My legs feel like as if thousands of needles are being stabbed into my bones, and each stab is creating huge fractures. The pain starts from my toes all the ways to my hips. I hardly get this pain and doctors have no idea what it is. It’s not the pain you get when you are extremely...
She set her past ablaze and watched it burn in front of her.
“freedom,” she whispered.
It sat comfortably in her mouth.
Every time it rains, it stops raining.
Every time you hurt, you heal.
After...
– Anonymous
I need to stop getting extremely attached to friends.
”Be always at War with your vices, at peace with your neighbors,and let...
– Benjamin Franklin
hic habitat felicitas
It’s literally minutes from the New Year and all the past few years play in my mind- the year where I celebrated New Year between two timezones, in a plane a few hours away from Dubai, in new cities, new homes, new schools, new friends.
In just a few minutes a new year shall start and I look back at who I was this past year, and reflect on if this year had helped me change into a better...
December 2011
24 posts
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We built a tall, tall tower
Towards the sun, towards the sun
Took some words...
– JOY WILLIAMS - SPEAKING A DEAD LANGUAGE
Actions, not words, are the true criterion of the attachment of friends.
– George Washington
Blink
She lies on the floor, wet hair forming unruly curls around her in a halo, lost in her thoughts,
“crazy, obsessive, harsh, cold”, where the only companion awake so late is her own mind eating away at her,
“depressed, bi-polar, weird, freakish” She tugs at the curls, irritated at this realm she remains in, contented at her existence, but lost in translation of...
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and...
– Jorge Luis Borges, “You Learn”, trans. Veronica A. Shoffstall (via exhilarating)
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Flirting African
Today at work. This is what happened.
Good looking black dude comes into the store and I state hello. So does he.
“Blah blah blah blah”
“are you somali? You have gorgeous features, just beautiful.
Blah Blah Blah.
O.o
After he said that, he started talking about African homeland and life and so on but all I could think of was,
“Did he just say what I think he...
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Seven years.
7
More than half a decade, less than a decade.
7
A fact that usually contains no great significance, no keen awareness, till the eve of Christmas,
a day in which people celebrate happiness, family and joy,
the same which the thirteen year old had also celebrated,
but the ones that followed were filled with a bitter memory of what could have been and what had been lost.
They...
She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so...
– Khaled Hosseini (via mendmyheart)
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Aisha Khan
What confuses me is how people react to news they did not expect to get.
Aisha Khan is safe with her family.
Yes, a lot of services, money and time went into her search but that does not justify the fact that some people are disappointed that nothing had actually happened to her.
It’s better she’s alive, even if she did “fake” it, than for her to be abducted or even...
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It’s two am and I stare at the ceiling,
refusing to look into areas where light and dark meet
for the silvery figure my eyes catch,
in random blinks,
is keeping me awake.
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If people come together, they can even mend a crack in the sky.
– Somali proverb (via exhilarating)
Name change
Fairydoodles.tumblr.com is now heredwellshappiness.tumblr.com
Feeling nostalgic for the name I had for a year.
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heartbeat
There is magic
in the first moments when a song strange to your ears is acknowledged by you,
the first few bars consuming you,
fixating your concentration on the mixture of instruments,
the fluctuation in the singer’s voice,
the smooth blending of voice and instrument blurring all that surrounds you, loosening your anchor,
encompassing your dreams for a different length of time
leading you to...