February 2012
is you is or is you ain't my baby
when i think of seattle i think of real comforting greys some heavenly blues and every now and then some specks of that yellow i like so much and orange-tones. i think of blue note jazz and some good-intentioned laughs with good-intentioned people. it is different, and it isn’t the bay but the bay is home and how can you compare anything to home? yeah? yeah. but i had a really great time,...
clothes from karachi that smell like tariq road oh man KHALA YOU DA BEST
“Stay close to any sounds.
That make you glad you are alive.”
– hafez (via happyelephant)
ALRIGHT HAFIZ MY MAN I DO WHAT YOU SAY
“When I think of God… I think of Morgan Freeman”
– Rachelle Raudes
this is all i can remember from retreat
namaaz and exercise gotta get on that. i need to borrow a jacket and some sweaters for the cold, literally figuratively i don’t even know. need to figure out how to patch up that relationship… you are my greatest friend you are my greatest friend i cannot afford to lose you and LIVE with myself for the rest of my life. this has all been so humbling “all the GREATS pooped,...
woaaaaah this coltrane joint comes on and i am ALL emotions. sometimes i gotta hold myself back and think alright, calm down, it’s just a song, relax, relax, nothing but a couple instrumentals. today was nice, got to have some lighthearted qawwali filled good times with a friend i’ve been meaning to see for a while. i think i just need to keep my mouth shut keep listening to my...
But the playlist on reminds me of my summer in Karachi and all of this is making me so emotional. The waiter is Somali and his movements are so graceful and comforting.
At a Pakistani gathering and I can’t help but feel so alienated and stressed out. Walking in aunties’ eyes all up on me fake exchanges of salaams.. carefully avoiding brushing the shoulders or looking directly at any man. Sometimes I feel thankful that my mama shys away from these social circles, she feels relatively alienated too.. especially with Baba at dialysis. We don’t...
living the fourth is harder than i thought
i am watching the soundtrack for a revolution and i can’t think anymore
keep your lip stiff keep your fist clenched
there’s a part in ‘i gotta find peace of mind’ where lauryn says “touch my mouth with your hands” and her voice is borderline melancholy
i could listen to that line forever and be okay
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i got a new pair of hoop earrings yesterday with the absolute last bit of my money (i made like $2000 last summer and it’s is now officially gone no more meals on me friends i am BROKE) and i’ve been wearing them all day thinking ‘damn, i would look hella fine in high waisted jeans and these hoops’
i will never know the truth
this weekend has been hilarious and weird and...
