Ga butuh yang sayang bahkan cinta,, tpi butuh yang selalu ada itu udh lebih dari cukup 😋 eng ing eng 👻
Rasulullah Shallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam bersabda:
لاَ يُؤْمِنُ أَحَدُكُمْ حَتَّى يُحِبَّ لأَخِيهِ مَا يُحِبُّ لِنَفْسِهِ
Tidak sempurna iman salah seorang dari kalian sampai dia mencintai saudaranya seperti mencintai dirinya sendiri💕
dites-lui qu'elle prendra la mer et combattra des pirates, et qu'elle tombera amoureuse d'un homme qui veillera sur elle pendant deux mille ans; dites-lui qu'elle donnera de l'espoir au plus grand peintre de l'histoire, et sauvera une baleine dans l'espace; dites lui que c'est l'histoire d'amelia pond.
Do you wanna fall into
an abyss of emptiness;
filled with hollow dreams
and tuneless melody,
caught up in forced harmony?
Not even somewhere in between
mirth and sadness
but somewhere in between
living and dying;
Waking up in total darkness,
no other sound but
My thoughts find themselves traveling back to the root of us like veins in a tree. I'm soaking every part of us in. Everything we had. Everything we won't see. And I'm breaking inside. It's not just a branch that falls during a storm. No. This is me being uprooted by my core. And I can't help but keep thinking about the one thing that's breaking me. Us. It's what we had. It's the late as hell nights we spent curled in each other's arms, begging one another not to leave so soon as the clock read 3 am. It's every drive home after we tore our loving hearts from one another because we had class the next day and your parents wouldn't let me stay. It's the countless hours of us doing puzzles, playing games, watching tv, and going out. Every single minute I was glad I was with you. It's the songs that explained exactly how we felt about one another. It's your hand in mine as we went on so many adventures. It's being there for you and you for me. We had each other's back. I felt safe with you. It's your skin against mine. Nothing can ever replicate that feeling. It's like there's invisible scars laced on top of my body when I think of the fire that we felt as we touched. We had passion. We loved one another with everything we had at one point. And honestly I don't know where it stopped. All I know is it did. So I have to stop too. That's why I've uprooted myself. I have to stop you running through my roots to my core. Because then it won't hurt anymore. I have to bleed you out of me. //ASR 🌲🍂🥀🌱🌅💔
hey, look who posted! at first i wanted to edit amy and rory, but then i caught myself downloading screencaps from this episode and wanted to use them. so here you have an edit from episode the girl who died. i hope you like it.
q: how were your first weeks of school (for the ones who started school :D)
a: yeah, it's better than i expected it to be. and the people are actually nice there :D