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حنين♥: a test, or sign?→

theskyinfront:

it can be hard to know if a trial you are going through is a test or a sign. sometimes God/the Universe will give you tests to make you stronger, teach you lessons, build your bonds of trust, bring you closer to Him and the people you truly love. and sometimes, a trial you’re going through will be a sign from the Almighty that you need to leave or let go. they can feel very similar —tests and signs— but i’ve learned that there are a few key elements to each. a test is like a plateau; it will dip you down into grief and darkness, but you get adjusted to the dark, grow, get stronger and climb out onto level land with a new lesson in hand. a sign is like a mountain range; it will continuously dip you down into low-lows, with only fleeting and quick highs. and this pattern repeats…and repeats..and repeats with no reprieve. now think about a situation - any situation- in your life that is giving you grief, stress, sadness. a job, a friend, a parent, a significant other — even yourself. is it a test? or is it a sign? will you get through this situation a stronger person? or have you just dealt with the situation for so long that you’ve gotten used to feeling miserable? another thing —you must take care to sit, observe, listen. sometimes i would go looking for signs as an excuse to leave when  it was really a trial that would have made me a stronger person. instead, i decided to punk out and leave so i wouldn’t have to face it or deal with it. and other times i’ve ignored signals, turning at the wrong corners and getting lost because i was so use to feeling a certain way, or being with a certain person or thinking it was me who needed compromise; i was comfortable in my darkness.

intuition is a beautiful thing. trials, tests and signs can be beautiful things, too. they are usually pushing you towards something positive.

May 21st with 6 notes
Hi.

One of the hardest things I found myself doing for a while now was to try to give people a taste of their medicine without feeling so uneasy about myself, knowing that wasn’t me, and that wasn’t how I wanted to treat people, especially people I once cared for. Have I instead received what I have given? but it had to be done. I think the effects rubbed off me,I find that I get so angsty and choppy at the world when I end up in this situation. So out of my skin.

May 21st

April 21st with 2,163 notes

How much I want to blog right now. Only thing keeping me from ranting is this biology exam. Take two - and, action !

April 17th
naturalneiicey:

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April 12th with 43,501 notes

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April 1st
If a writer falls in love with you, you can never die.
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sunshinefourtwenty:

my-kala:


We are just trying to figure each other out.

officially my all time favorite post

most men are only into a woman’s body where as the woman wants to know the mans mind.
March 29th with 362,884 notes

I surfacely connect to a lot of people. On a deeper level, I feel disconnected from everyone. I literally feel like a lost little alien lol
Like I’m floating through, but I just want someone to really understand me.
When I talk to people I get the feeling that they don’t get me which usually I’m fine with. I think lately it’s getting to me.
I’m the type of person that will accept others for their good traits and bad. If I chose to be around you then I’ve already accepted anything irritating or strange about you and I just appreciate you for you. On the other side, I feel like people expect a lot more from me. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s in my head, but I don’t think so. I never, ever claim to be a perfect person. In fact, I’m the first to let you know all the irritating things about me. I don’t care, I like who I am good and bad. I think a lot of people don’t really listen and try to understand people. They generalize a type of person and expect them to all be the same. if that makes sense..i don’t know. I don’t have expectations when it comes to people. I’ve lived in too many different places and met too many different people to know that they aren’t all the same. blahblah, I’m tired of writing.

stellablu

March 29th

March 26th with 55,022 notes