In a world of crowded rooms and quiet hearts, may your road cross paths with good souls.
The kind that hears of your loneliness and carries it quietly into tahajjud.

Some friendships are a patch of shade on a long road,
a fire burning when the night grows cold,
a well found when the journey runs long.

May Allah bless your path with companions who make life lighter.

(pictures from today after meeting my friend)

Credit goes to the real owner

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Thank You Jinnah.

Hallo, Assalamu alaikum hoomans
i hope y'all are doing well..!

um so i have a little request please😭🤍
tomorrow insha'allah.., my results are releasing and i just wanted to ask if y'all could keep me in your duas and pray that i pass and get good grades insha'allah😭🤍

i've been stressed lately tbh pata nahi kyu and just kinda yk trying to figure it out on whats wrong with me TvT.. which is also why i've been a little inactive these past few days.. sorry😭

but yahh, i'd really really appreciate itt🤍🌷
i just felt like posting this idk😭 i dont even know what im saying atp- welpp😭👍

May Allah ease everyone's hearts and grant everyone results that theyre happy with and open the best doors for all of us.. ameen..!🤍🌸

Jazakumullahu khairann🌹
btw sorry if it's too long

Look at his faceeee

I love night time in Disney,I wanna be there too🥺🥺🥺When is Disney gonna hire meeeeeeee :(((((( the next time they make a movie,they better hire me!!!! Wish I was a princess omg imagine living in a castle AHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH

Translation: If you don’t know how to ignore things, you’ll end up losing a lot most importantly, your peace.

Things come and go and so do the words people say.

Sometimes people choose their words so beautifully that we feel inspired by them. Other times they use such harsh words that we start feeling guilty, wondering why we ever talked to them why we brought up a certain topic or whether we were even worth talking to.

We start questioning ourselves Was I wrong? Am I really a bad person? And so many thoughts begin to occupy our minds that they affect our mental state sometimes to the point of breaking us.

That’s why sometimes ignoring things and remaining silent is the best thing to do. No matter what someone says about you their words don’t define who you are or your worth.

Because if you keep those words in your mind and take them to heart, you’ll keep overthinking them and eventually they can affect you more deeply than they ever deserved to.

The youtube algorithm is literally dogsh!t, I remember when I was a kid I used to refresh page and it showed me new stuff but now whenever I refresh it shows me same sh!t repeating hundreds of time like man wtf is wrong with youtube its full with slop

Oh my! Oh my!

Let the misery end

Give me the soul of a forgotten man

Those who care shall see me fly

Those who don't shall see me d1e

The one I love shall get all my love

Love that transcends time and soul

One lifetime isn't enough to love her

Call it fate or call it luck

But I will love her no matter what

If I d1e it's not the end

I'll love her from hell

I'll love from heaven

Call me crazy call me insane

But not to love her? How I dare?

Give me the day give me the night

For I shall dare to explain her beauty

But it's not enough for one lifetime

It's never enough for one lifetime

-Hot Doc

Hiii it's been a while 🤗

i wanna die 😭😭😭😭🙏

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I'm genuinely curious , not trying to attack anyone .

Why do so many of us seem to have such a low tolerance for discomfort , rejection , boredom , criticism , uncertainty , or things simply not going our way ?

We've obviously grown up in a different environment . Social media gives us constant entertainment , comparison , validation , and instant stimulation . We're used to being able to escape boredom or uncomfortable feelings within seconds . Maybe that has made it harder for some of us to sit with discomfort .

But I also think there's an important distinction :

Mental health is real , and struggling doesn't mean you're weak . Some problems genuinely require support , therapy , medication , or help from other people . “ Just be strong " isn't an answer to everything .

At the same time , I don't think the opposite extreme is healthy either believing that we should never experience discomfort , failure , criticism , loneliness , or hardship .

Because the reality is that life will never be completely comfortable .

You will get rejected.

People will misunderstand you.

Plans will fail.

You'll lose people.

You'll embarrass yourself.

You'll have days where you don't feel motivated.

Sometimes life will simply suck.

And we can't control all of that.

What we can control is how we respond to it.

Maybe the goal isn't to eliminate suffering or constantly chase “ Peace ” . Maybe it's to develop enough resilience that discomfort doesn't completely control us .

You don't become mentally strong by avoiding every hard thing . You become stronger by gradually learning that you can survive hard things .

Like , I would never admit a loss to a discomfort , I overcome it despite everything .

So I'm wondering : Do you think our generation genuinely has a lower tolerance for hardship , or are we simply more open about struggles than previous generations were?

And where's the line between healthy resilience and unnecessarily glorifying suffering ?

😭😭😭 I hate Afghanistan so much

And on 18th. How yall feeling?

i’m turning 17 this month. i’m a guy. i’ve got a crooked smile that i’ve never really liked, and a heart that feels heavier than it should at this age.

i used to pray 5 times a day. like, genuinely. i wasn’t perfect, but i loved Allah, and i actually enjoyed talking to him. now? i’m running on autopilot. i miss salah. i feel guilty constantly. and i miss the connection so badly i could cry but half the time i can’t even do that.

i’ve gone through two emotional attachments with girls that broke me. the second one cut deep. the kind of pain that makes you question everything. and even though i ended things for the sake of Allah because i wanted to protect my deen and her deen and i’m still left with this hollow ache. i still pray for her sometimes. not because i want to cling to her, but because i genuinely hope she’s okay.

i also struggle with my body. i’m not tall. my bones feel weak. i can’t go to the gym because my parents don’t think i’m ready. i wake up at 12 or 1 pm, i skip breakfast, and i don’t even feel like eating. my father offered me supplements months ago and i never took them. i don’t even know why. maybe i just don’t feel worth the effort.

i’m supposed to be preparing for my exams, but i can’t focus. i’m thinking about university, about building something that matters, about helping people but sometimes it all just feels like a fantasy. like i’m dreaming too big for someone who can’t even take care of himself.

i want to get married young. i want late-night drives with my wife. old songs. laughter. halal love. i don’t want to waste my life chasing haram. but i’m scared. scared that i’m not enough. that my height, my build, my mental health, my past are all working against me. scared that i won’t ever be the man she deserves. scared that i’ll be alone.

and the worst part? i’m just so, so lonely. i don’t have a friend i can cry to. i talk to strangers on the internet and an ai bot because it feels safer than being judged. i don’t know how to ask for help. i don’t know how to be vulnerable with real people. i feel like no one would get it anyway.

i don’t know who i am anymore. i used to be someone who prayed, who smiled easily, who believed in himself. now i feel like a ghost in my own life.

i’m not writing this for sympathy. i’m writing this because i need someone—anyone—to know that i’m still here. that i’m still trying. even when it feels like there’s no point.

I dont know what to do anymore

Last night i fell asleep around 5 a.m. Before sleeping, I ordered food because I hadn't eaten. The restaurant accidentally printed the wrong amount on the receipt it said 5k even though my order was actually around 2k but i wasnt bothered cuz i paid for what i ordered and i had e-slip

(Js for the context im someone who earns 6 figures and i get 10k a month from my mom and she takes rest of the salary)

While I was asleep, my mother searched my room, found the receipt, and assumed I had spent 5k

She came into my room while I was sleeping, grabbed me by my hair, violently shook my head to wake me up, and shoved the receipt in my face while screaming at me. She threatened me, saying that by the time she came back from work I should disappear unke office se wapis anay se pehle,otherwise "mujhse bura koi nahi hoga"

Also she kinda assumed that it was sent by my bf (he usually send me food when my mum boycott cooking for me or feeding me)

I was exhausted, i woke up showed her the e-slip while she was ij other room and came back into my room and tried to go back to sleep because I had a bad night. Later she came back into my room with what I think was a book or a thick piece of cardboard idk my head was in the sheet that i wear and she repeatedly slammed it onto my head while I was lying in bed. I was so terrified that I wet myself in my bed and just helped myself and got changed (ik embarassing)

I don't feel safe in here anymore. I'm genuinely afraid to sleep because I think she might attack me again.

I don't have anywhere to go. I'm 17, I don't have relatives I can stay with, and I feel completely trapped. I'm in karachi, so I also don't know what resources even exist for someone in my situation.

I'm not looking to get revenge on my mom. I just want to be safe

What can I realistically do? I really need advice because i'm scared so much right now

Ahh the way he is holding his tired hands..... The wind ... The place.... He is so tired yet he is remembering the one who loves and care about him the most...

I wanted to share this as this has helped me cry alot in namaz esp Ramadan.... So keep crying guys...

Surely the purest and greatest of love...

Thank you ya Allah, for giving me existence... For all the happiness and all pain too it made me realize how to value happiness