What's stored for me this year?
Whatever Allah has planned, I will accept them.
No more rebel.
And I need to change.
For a better me, for me.
No more hurting.
Hustle and tawakal.
My alter ego said, "you need some chill pill, Ijah. It's time to work like a man, and love like a girl, again".
It's time to let go and and accept what's maktub.
Bismillah.
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