When I dislike a person, I secretly pray they end up marrying a fob from overseas. I’m a terrible person.
True or pure love should never contradict or compete with one’s love for Allah. It should strengthen it.
I’m constantly torn between the ‘be kind to everyone’ and the ‘fuck everyone you owe them nothing’ mentalities
Deep Red - I’m in love with you.
Red - I love you.
Pink - I think you’re cute.
Blue - You’re amazing.
Rose - You’re pretty
Purple - You’re hot.
Violet - I would date you.
Aqua - I could stay on your blog for hours.
Lavender - You are my tumblr crush.
Orange - I want to get to know you.
Tangerine - We have a lot in common.
Amber - I wish you would notice me.
Cream - I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
I’m waiting anxiously for the 2014 presidential election. I hope we’ll get through this phase, and Ghani Sahib wins the election to finally make a change. I’ve started to expect so much of him, that I’m afraid he’ll let me down. I hope he has a plan and an explanation for why he’s chosen a warlord, Dostum, as his 1. assistant.
I’m waiting for the day where no warlord longer have power in afg, where no warlord have the right to step in the Afghan Parliament. This shall come in sha Allah.