Freetobeme Stories

*WARNING* This is about what i believe in. I am Christian and im proud about it.

Musamma can never get over, the feeling that boy gave her. It wasn't heartbreak, it was the feeling of heartbreak, it was the feeling of love. The feeling that, the boy gave her can never be replaced. Except by Allah (SWT). Watch the journey of this girl as she falls in and out of love, and realizes the only person, that can give the love she truly desires is Allah (SWT). 898 on 8/11/17 General Fiction The Hijabi Always Wins- is property of @rainbowmuslimah, no part of it may be reproduced without her consent. The cover photo is not mine, I stole it off the internet. If it is yours and you would like me to take it off than just inbox me, please.

Disclaimer-the cover is just a random photo from google images and is not mine. Fight for you Right is a collection of poems regarding 2SLGBTQ+ people. These poems are based entirely on my perspective and life experiences as an aroace transguy.

Did you ever dream of growing up to be an unsuccessful nobody? I doubt it. Sounds nutty, but there I was in kindergarten telling my wide eyed classmates and our teacher, who had a look on her face like my grandma did when she was having gas pains, about how I wanted to be a bum when I grew up. Yeah, it was show and tell day and I was so excited when it was my turn that I almost peed my pants. I brought photos of men and women who were actually homeless and living on the streets, whom I thought were living the high life of not having to be told what to eat, where to go and most of all; what time to do it! I wanted to live like them, hell, I wanted to live with them. Ignorance is bliss, so they say, whoever "they" are. Silence followed my presentation and so did an F. That show and tell day followed me, like a sick dog, all through elementary school. This is my story (gag): my dream life, not (vomit)