March 20, 2012
a pink & purple ensemble.

a pink & purple ensemble.

March 20, 2012   2,500 notes

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March 20, 2012

Without Allah, I am nothing.

I have decided to finally change myself. Step by step, of course. Starting with the hijab.

I had a strong desire last year to start wearing. However, after discussing with Love, he was more or less not very supportive of my decision. This was due to the fact he still wanted to hold my hand and hug me in public and I suppose he just didn’t want to tarnish the purity of the hijab. MasyaAllah. I tried the hijab once. I failed miserably and continued on with my “flamboyant” lifestyle of dresses and skirts, carelessly showing off what should have been hidden since I was 10 (yes, that young).

I suppose you could say, it hit me again. I kept hearing stories of the deaths of young men. Muslims, at that. It scared me. It definitely did. Life can end. Anytime. Whether you knew it was going to happen or not. You may have a hidden illness, defects of an organ or maybe it was just your time.

Thus, began my journey of donning the hijab. Permanently. At least, in my state of hijab, I will have more self-control over what I say, what I do and how I carry myself. I want to potray myself as a Muslimah. Not only that, I can prevent myself from further sinning. Especially all the small sins I am not aware of. InsyaAllah, I will be a better Muslim. I pray that all my Muslim ladies will find their light soon. InsyaAllah. Amin.

That’s about it. Assalamualaikum.

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January 20, 2012   45,468 notes

When people try to talk to me when i have headphones on

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August 6, 2011

Annoyed

I don’t appreciate the fact that you told someone who is probably the last person i would tell about my private life.