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WHEN IT RAINS... Butterflies rest under leaves to protect their delicate wings. It's ok to rest in life's storms. You are healing, not failing. When the storm passes, you will fly again.
And when you become fully complete, the question poses itself: Are you playing the wolf in sheep's wool, or are you carving your path toward the nihilism of Ligire—that scorching fusion between light and fire?
ا(لبخاري، برقم 4323، ومسلم، برقم 2498اللهم اغفر لي، اللهم اجعلني يوم القيامة فوق كثير من خلقك من الناس، اللهم اغفر لي ذنبي، وأدخلني يوم القيامة مدخلا كريما)
sorry for being suuuper inactive 😅😅😅 im back in school and i start my college classes in the next few days, so I’ve been kind of distracted from writing. this WILL change, because i plan on locking in and getting some requests done + posing some ideas of my own pretty soon!