Grades Are Important

"I know girls who spill I'm sorry's from their mouths like they pump blood to their veins. Sometimes, I am one. I know girls who apologize for asking to go to the bathroom in class, who apologize for everything because they feel like they are taking up more than their fair share of space on this planet. Everything starts with an I'm sorry and ends with one too, constant bookends that we don't even notice anymore. We delete her apology the way we delete likes and ums from speech. I know girls with ten times more apologies than misdemeanours and I wonder how often they hear It's okay. You're more than okay."

— "I'm Sorry" by Claire Luisa ( @claireluisa )

I am a dog who smiles out of nervousness. Whose tail wags out of submission rather than aggression. My jowls are pinched tight, eyes squinted, ears flattened. I look up to you with the intent to deesculate the situation but will have you by your throat if you dare try to scruff me. I am a dog who smiles out of nervousness. Please do not hurt me. I don't want to fight.

— deviated-percepti0n

This could be my last report from Gaza by Tareq S. Hajjaj. Please read.

child relief fund

jhco

 unrwa

middle eastern child alliance

hospitals in palestine

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monsters’ feast

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Thinking about his big hands...