You are a volume in the divine book, a mirror to the power that created the universe, whatever you want ask it of yourself, whatever you’re looking for can only be found inside of you.
All of you on tumblr are whiny as fuck and are catered to by a society pressured to coddle your shit insecurities which all stem from inaction and a basic inability to work to feel good about yourselves
(Wah I have brown eyes, wah why don’t boys like me, wah my weight, wah I was friendzoned, wah donate to my fund to buy my hormone therapy)
People who do not work hard are the literal scum of the earth. You have a responsibility to be happy and make the most of everything to a reasonable extent. Everyone isn’t on a equal playing field but there is almost never a reason to sit on your ass and piss and moan.
Oh. And stop believing those fuckin posts about “it’s okay to be shitty. You’re allowed to not be x y and z. Believe this excuse. We’re human” it’s all lazy bullshit. And it’s a lie.
إذا عرفت نفسك فلا يضرك ما قيل فيك
“If you know yourself, then you’ll not be harmed by what is said about you.”
Realizing oh wow this is the hardest thing I’ve done in my whole life
The amount of time it takes to forget what a woman looks like
Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place, and I don’t care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it. You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard you hit. It’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward; how much you can take and keep moving forward. That’s how winning is done! Now, if you know what you’re worth, then go out and get what you’re worth. But you gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain’t where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain’t you. You’re better than that!
This time in my life is so much more about where I’m going than it is where I am
A Map Inside the Cards
During World War II, the United States Playing Card Company joined forces with American and British intelligence agencies to create a very special deck of cards. This deck was specifically created to help Allied prisoners of war escape from German POW camps.
This deck of cards became known as the “map deck.” It was made by hiding maps of top-secret escape routes between the two paper layers that make up all modern playing cards.
These decks, when soaked in water, could be peeled apart to reveal hidden maps that allowed escaping prisoners to find their way to safety.