Isa: I'm Bringing Sexy Back!

Jake: Do you even know what mitosis is?

Isa: Just because I don't care doesn't mean I don't understand.

Isa: I didn’t sleep very good last night. So this morning I put Monster Energy drinks in my coffee. I was halfway to work when I realized I forgot my car.

Jake: Good morning!

Isa: Is it? Is it really?

'If you don't like graffiti look away like you do for genocide"

Seen in Austin, Texas

Hello.

I am Laila Shaqura, a Palestinian, displaced from northern Gaza to the south due to the war.

We live in very difficult conditions here, especially after entering Rafah. There is no safe place to go. We now live in a tent west of the city of Rafah, where insects, garbage, and epidemics spread due to the lack of necessary treatments and clean drinking water. We were all infected with hepatitis and it was very difficult. In addition to that, the very high temperature here in the tent, the bombing and destruction everywhere, we live in terror here.

Our future and education have been destroyed, neither schools nor universities.

Amon was supposed to have finished high school this year, and then I would go to university and fulfill the dream of years, but unfortunately everything was destroyed. Our homes, our memories, and our childhood were destroyed.

Even the basic necessities of life have become unavailable.

In fact, we are struggling to survive.

There is no safe place and there is no solution but to leave the country, but unfortunately travel costs are very high.

My uncle set up a fundraising link for us to help evacuate us to safety.

Please help us and share it on your page or with your friends, thank you🩶

gofundme.com

Donate to Help them to survive, organized by Ahmed Shaqqoura

I am Ahmed Shaqqoura, a resident of France, the only hope for my brother and his family, I tell y… Ahmed Shaqqoura needs your support for He

A Picnic Under the Stars

are we a happy ending or a tragedy?

Stars shone as sugar split over black marble, glistening what was left of the sun as twilight captured the majestic sky, turning into a brilliant blend of purple and orange. The once bustling city of Manhattan became deserted at night. All the gates shut, and the tiny, beige townhouses were lit inside. Families danced around the table, singing nursery rhymes you could hear from miles away.

She loved Manhattan, she told herself. She loved it because it was the home she never thought she needed. Sure, it was bustling and hustling during the day, but at night, it was beautiful. She didn’t like Manhattan at first, mainly because of the busyness vibe it gives off. At night, everything was possible.

She ran as fast as her two feet can carry her, her chestnut hair falling behind her, dancing in the cold, frosty air. Jumping over a black, rusted gate, she started to climb a wall covered with thick thorns, decorated with red and pink roses. To her surprise, she wasn’t alone.

Both of them were equally startled. “What the hell? Who are you?” She said, troubled.

“What do you mean, who am I? Who are you?” He gasped with a feeble voice.

“I come here to see the stars at night.” She responds. “You?”

“Same here. It gets boring during the day.”

She sits down next to him, getting a good glimpse of his jet-black hair, his sharp jawline, the way his honey skin glows in the dark, his eyes reflecting the moonlight. They sit there for a good while, casually admiring the stars.

“Do you wanna…have a picnic?” She breaks the silence. He falls silent for a moment, and for a moment, she think she’s made a mistake.

“Never mind, it was a stu-”

“Let’s do it.”

She sat there, mouth agape as he took a small blanket from his white tote bag full of college books and tons of snacks he tossed onto the blanket. She snorted as he handed her a Twix bar and some marshmallows. For a moment, she felt butterflies in her stomach, her cheeks deepening to a light shade of rosy pink.

“There.” He points to a constellation. “That’s Libra, and over there. That’s Cancer.”

“I don’t know much about astrology.”

“You don’t need to.” He assured her. “In the sky, you can see their stories.”

“Wow.” She sighed in awe. Those constellations were breathtaking. She’ll admit it, she’s not very good at spotting constellations, but she can find stars. Isn’t that enough?

For the first time, she found someone who understands what it feels like to be confined. To have limited freedom and control, to erase personalities not desired. She isn’t alone anymore.

“Do you .....wanna hang out sometime?” He asked, a little flustered.

“Sure, I’d like that.”

Job interviewer: And where would you see yourself in five years' time, Isa?

Isa: Personally I believe my biggest weakness is in listening.

I'm tired of being an option.

official description!!

i finally posted this!!! (my body procrastinated during these last few months <3)

coffee-drunk friends: the description

she noticed her feelings and couldn't look at him the same way again.

isa ahn has bargain standards when it comes to everything. get into a college without roommates, have a decent job, and be financially stable with 5 dogs by 28. her go-getter, busy-boy best friend however, has other plans. after all, he’s the golden boy, the favored boy, the popular boy who’s really good at soccer. the sunshine you need on a rainy day. though after setting her principal’s house on fire, isa, along with jake, tackle the mysteries of 1950’s old school radio shows and why true love is the best kind of love out there.