Oh Sophia Loren. What a lady. 

It was as if I wanted to punish myself absurdly while thinking how I loved this woman, how it was a complete love and not a worn-out way of loving. How she wasn’t a habit for me, not a vice that was hard to give up. And nevertheless, at that point I wasn’t, I’m not, willing to fight anymore.
"Ways of Going Home" by Alejandro Zambra
It’s amazing: the face of a loved one, the face of someone we’ve lived with, whom we think we know, maybe the only we would be able to describe, which we’ve looked at for years, from up close — it’s beautiful and in a certain way terrible to know that even that face can suddenly, unpredictably, unleash new expressions. Expressions we’ve never seen before. Expressions that perhaps we’ll never see again.

"Ways of Going Home" by Alejandro Zambra


You can live with a person, have an affair with a person, and still suddenly see an unfamiliar flash, like the belly of a fish in the shallows, there and gone.

"The Big Cat" by Louise Erdrich 

(via. The New Yorker

Oy, oy, oy, let the visions in. 

(via. True Detective) 

Can’t always be peaches and cream. 

Betches in Paint turned 4 today!
Fuck yeah, betches! 

Betches in Paint turned 4 today!

Fuck yeah, betches! 


Just a reminder:

When Prophet Muhammad (sallallahu alayhi wasallam) was travelling on the road with his cousin, Al-Fadl ibn Abbas, a woman stopped him to ask him a question.  The woman was very beautiful, and Al-Fadl couldn’t help but stare at her.

Seeing this, Prophet Muhammad reached out his hand and turned his cousin’s face away.

He didn’t tell the woman to cover her face.

He didn’t tell her to change her clothing.

He didn’t tell her that her appearance was too tempting or indecent.

He averted his cousin’s impolite stare.

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