It's a new start, new beginning.

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Wed, 22 May 2013 20:38:51 -0400

He’s selling his metallic 350z and getting a black 350z.

Wed, 22 May 2013 20:34:04 -0400

He’s selling his metallic 350z and

getting a black 350z.

today our car was parked and a cop came to us and told us “you cant be having sex here” we...

Wed, 22 May 2013 20:13:16 -0400

today our car was parked and a cop came to us and told us “you cant be having sex here”

we weren’t

made life so awks

mehreenkasana: The seven stages of love in Urdu: حب - Hub - Attraction انس - Uns - Infatuation عشق...

Wed, 22 May 2013 20:00:18 -0400

mehreenkasana:

The seven stages of love in Urdu:

حب - Hub - Attraction

انس - Uns - Infatuation

عشق - Ishq - Love

عقیدت - Aqeedat - Reverence

عبادت - Ibaadat - Worship

جنون - Junoon - Obsession

موت - Maut - Death

fykaransinghgrover: “Apna toh bad luck hi kharab hai.”

Wed, 22 May 2013 03:21:13 -0400

fykaransinghgrover:

“Apna toh bad luck hi kharab hai.”

Gunna fall at commencement, come watch!

Wed, 22 May 2013 02:46:59 -0400

Gunna fall at commencement, come watch!

"We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during..."

Tue, 21 May 2013 20:30:21 -0400

“We die to each other daily. What we know of other people is only our memory of the moments during which we knew them. And they have changed since then. To pretend that they and we are the same is a useful and convenient social convention which must sometimes be broken. We must also remember that at every meeting we are meeting a stranger.”

- T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party (via larmoyante)

Dekh rahi hoon ki zabaan to ladkhada rahi hai lekin nazrein...

Tue, 21 May 2013 06:37:34 -0400

Dekh rahi hoon ki zabaan to ladkhada rahi hai lekin nazrein nahi. Wo to badastoor ek hi jagah atki hui hai, kyun Asad Miya?

fykaransinghgrover: “Are you okay?”

Tue, 21 May 2013 06:33:15 -0400

fykaransinghgrover:

“Are you okay?”

qubool: Mere zehen mein ek tasveer thi, ki mein ek aisi ladki...

Tue, 21 May 2013 06:32:04 -0400

qubool:

Mere zehen mein ek tasveer thi, ki mein ek aisi ladki se nikaah karoonga…aur aap woh ladki nahi. Mujhe apne liye ek seedhi saadhi, tehzeeb yafta, nek seerat wali ladki ki talaash thi. Lekin woh meri zindagi mein nahi aayi. AAP AAYI. Toofan ki tarah. Aur jab toofan aata hai, sab kuch badal deta hai. Jaise aap meri zindagi mein aayi aur sab kuch badal diya…mujhe bhi badal diya. Pehle mein sirf apne dimaag ki sunta tha. Aapke aane ke baad pata chala iss seene mein…kambahkat dil bhi hai!

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Tue, 21 May 2013 04:56:46 -0400

"I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills..."

Tue, 21 May 2013 04:25:59 -0400

“I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave … and capture you.”

- Elay Neal Moses (via wordsthat-speak)

I called him precious and he said it too like meri jaan zyada precious hai and i was like k precious...

Tue, 21 May 2013 04:25:11 -0400

I called him precious and he said it too like meri jaan zyada precious hai and i was like k precious is my word get your own and he goes okay meri jaan ziyada keemti hai and i was like “awhe keemti how adorable” and while saying that it hit me that keemti means precious and i was like “WAIT I KNOW WHAT U DID THERE” like fifty seconds later and he laughs lmao

Life

Tue, 21 May 2013 04:07:43 -0400

Life

Maybe one day, insha’Allah, I’ll get to be his bride. We’ll be picking out our...

Tue, 21 May 2013 03:58:33 -0400

Maybe one day, insha’Allah, I’ll get to be his bride. We’ll be picking out our outfits, our wedding cards, our rings. Insha’Allah. And everyone, both families, will be happy. Insha’Allah.

khalishh: Quratulain Balouch | Humsafar Kaajal daaro kurkura...

Tue, 21 May 2013 03:55:10 -0400

khalishh:

Quratulain Balouch | Humsafar

Kaajal daaro kurkura surma
Saha na jaaye
Jin Nain mein pee bassay
Dooja kon samaaye

Bicharte waqt un ankhon mein thi hamari ghazal
Ghazal bhi wo jo kisi ko kabhi sunai na thi

Last night my mom was laying on her bed reading the Quls and stuff and I went and hugged her and I...

Tue, 21 May 2013 03:55:00 -0400

Last night my mom was laying on her bed reading the Quls and stuff and I went and hugged her and I was about to get up but she pulled me closer until she was done reading and after she was done blowing on me, after that I was walking to my room and she told me to come back because “kuch batana tujhe”. I went and I went and layed like that again, with my head on her chest. And she goes, “you know when you layed down like this.. it reminded me of the first time I held you. Mein itni khush thi ke Allah ne pehle beta bhe diya aur ab beti bhe. Sab keh rehe te ke haan beti hoye yeh woh lekin mein khush si.. bus yaad aageya si”

man, and this is the person I’mma go against sigh why is life so hard

indiamusic: Kya Mujhe Pyaar Hai, Woh Lamhe KK

Tue, 21 May 2013 03:49:35 -0400

indiamusic:

Kya Mujhe Pyaar Hai, Woh Lamhe

KK

pakistani-munday: Adeel Hussain Oh, Adeel Hussain. Perfection...

Tue, 21 May 2013 03:44:00 -0400

pakistani-munday:

Adeel Hussain

Oh, Adeel Hussain. Perfection must be your middle name.

"I think I’d give almost anything on earth to see you writing a something, an anything — a story, a..."

Mon, 20 May 2013 19:24:57 -0400

“I think I’d give almost anything on earth to see you writing a something, an anything — a story, a poem, a tree, that was really and truly after your own heart.”

- J.D Salinger, from “Seymour: An Introduction” (via violentwavesofemotion)