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You tag brands you don’t own

Just for me to cop em

Tragic

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17 and just bought some RAF boots, what were you doing at this age

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Laylatul Qadr, In Ruku I pray for many people

I pray for my brothers back home, I hope get to see the world and find liberation in their limitations

I pray for my brothers here, they my friends but they my brothers. One of my brothers gotta grow up faster then we do, I hope Allah gives him peace and stability his family has so desperately been fighting for

I got another brother who lost his light and imam to play a role in this dunya, I hope he figures out who he wants to be and achieves it

I pray for his mother too, I hope she’s not burden too much by his choices, I pray for the ease of her anxiety.

I pray for my own mother, quite a bit, I pray that she stays in good health and continues to be that pillar of wisdom for me, she’s the smartest women I know.

I pray for her anxiety too, I know I be scaring her sometimes. Ya Rabbi please make me grow, thee fruit of her labor.

I pray for the woman I want to be the mother of my children, she deal with a lot of grief and sorrow, I hope Allah can give her solitude in her mind and make her path more clear, for her mental

I pray for her mother too, I can’t wait to meet her

I pray for my sisters , they’re my cousins but there my sisters. I pray for their safety in this terrifying age to be a woman.

I don’t gotta tell them I’m praying for them, if this dunya is a “water droplet from the sea sitting on a needle” like The Prophet spoke. Then by Allah’s grace he will help me attain peace

I hope the Prophet knows I’m walking in his footsteps, stumbling, but walking all together

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From the Dungeon of Stanktonia

To the sands of Somalia

All the way to the Dirty Garage

Of London’s Underground

To the rooftop with the snipers

And where the ground seeps mud

This is “Sonic Vacancy”

Hosted by Soiree Aurora

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Undercover S/S 2005 “But Beautiful II”

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#Spotify

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Playing with your skin like a guitar

I wanted to consume

The carbon dioxide you exhaled

I wanted to be the one

Clawing behind your eyes

Guiding your hands to

Carve your name into my back

Stare at me with your beady eyes

Tied by our humanity

We will surpass it

#Barbaric

(Not real, just inspired by women’s urge for intimacy)

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Chrono Trigger official art by Akira Toriyama

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I don’t need your love

I shake hands with brothers after I say Salam

Play along with the children after I say Salam

I laugh with my dads friend

You love more when you start treating people

like you really knew them for the time they say

They take care of you as a child

Stop moving like that, You know them

Have conversation

Smile

There’s so much love in the house of Allah

The house took care of you

Take care of it and the people In it

Love

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Ramadan isn’t warm anymore

My legs

They used to shake during taraweeth

You know as a boy

You rock back and forth

Waiting for the 2nd rakkah

“Just 6 more till I can play outside”

Maybe the cracks in the pavement

Showed my imaan then

I would get so tired of standing around

Waiting, not listening

Naive boy

As I grew

it’s became so much more

To stand with my legs in that spot

To avoid the shirk

Outside of the mosque

It hurts to walk away from the Musallah

I choose stand firm in prayer

Ya Rabbi shield me from the horrors

Outside of your home

- Ramadan Kareem

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The humility I felt,

Praying next to a boy

About 6-7 years of age

Allhamdulliah

Regardless of what we know

What we have did

How we repent

At that moment

We did the same motions

In Ruku we were the same

In Tashahhud we were the same

In the eyes of Allah

we are all the same

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Ya Allah, hear me

Give me the strength you gave Muhammad SAW

Give me the wisdom you gave Luqman al-Hakim

Give me the imaanx, faith, and kindness like you gave Ibrahim

I want to be like the ones you loved the most

Let the flowers bloom, the most gracious

Ramadan Kareem,

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I was ten years old when they said

“And the universe said I love you”

Since then

I never felt nothing but that

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She’s dancing

With a knife

It makes me so happy

Seeing her dance away the night

Who do I blame when I end up cut?

Is this self harm?

Maybe I’m a fool

#jester