May Allah grant me the patience to overcome the troubles that lie ahead of me. May He surround me with beautiful people, those whose words will encourage my language to be purified with nothing but praises of Him, only. May He distance me from those who take me away from Him.
You get a strange feeling when you’re about to leave a place. Like you’ll not only miss the people you love but you’ll miss the person you are now at this time and this place, because you’ll never be this way ever again.
i think it’s so neat that everyone develops their own unique handwriting even though we’re all taught to write our letters the same way really it’s so cool