Don't know who i dislike more: indifferent cowards or loudmouth idiots?

prayers are where you ask for all the impossible things, because asking people for things is just navigating the muck.

"Why are you trying to change the cosmos. Smile and nod." - faaiza to me :P.

"so what are you going to be for halloween sarah" muslim. boo.

I do my job. They leave me alone. I continue doing my job.

for all the muslims who don't identify as feminists, you think islam asks you to be negligent about justice for women?

I dont know why ppl think so small. i have never been able to think in one dimension.

all my beautiful words.

If people talked about men's obligation to respect women's bodies as much as they talk about women's expectation to dress modestly, we might get somewhere.

Men who want holes to fuck and a warm dinner don't know the heart has needs. Even their own.

the closer a candle wick is to the bottom, the more frantic its flicker gets.

For better or for worse, I have never been able to think small.

People whose hearts are not where their bodies reside.

A boy with eyes sadder than mine.

When all this blows over, white people can go back to sleep. It's minorities who have so much at stake who still have to trudge through the garbage of historical degradation while oblivious friends can go on thinking about other things. I sure would like headspace too. You know, for things like fun.

I feel at once elated and threatened when I find out people like me exist.

The sack I carry shards of my heart in accidentally cut someone who stepped on it today.

I'd rather have standards that are too high than a low bar that enables mediocrity.

I snicker at feminists who don't know they're feminists as much as I snicker at muslims who don't know they're muslims.

Once, when I had depression, I had to make a to-do list that started with "brush your teeth".

when confronted with ugliness, choose beauty. let it soothe your heart before anger can flow through your veins. justice will come, because you will make sure it does. you're friends after all. and anger only wants to kill you, not a very good friend, is it? so, sleep well. choose beauty.

I have been told that I seem lonely And it's true, I feel very alone when I'm with people. Solitude has always been the richest company, because in the quiet, I am understood. There is no denial, dismissal, invalidation, alienation, No egos out to ravage another's heart. Solitude listens. There is more warmth and texture in it, something more alive than the contents of most people's minds. So yes, I'm lonely when I'm with people. But I'm never alone in solitude.