In which David Dobrek falls for Natalie's best friend.
I sighed as I reread my class notes that we're scribbled on the notebook paper. My professor decided to bump up the exam and I hadn't studied yet because I took a few extra shifts at the diner.
I'm startled when 'Oath' by Cher Llyod goes off signalling Natalie calling. I quickly answer hoping that this will ease my mind a bit, "hello?" I hear her whisper to someone before talking, "hey, you busy?" I run a hand through my hair and sigh, "yeah, Mr.Collens is a dick. He moved the exams to tomorrow." My best friend laughs, "and you haven't studied?" I let out a sarcastic laugh, "yeah because I have so much free time." She pauses, "how many shifts have you worked in the last week Dalilah?" I squeeze my eyes shut knowing she's gonna yell again, "6, maybe 14," I mumble making her groan. "You can't over work yourself D, you'll exhaust your body." I nod even though she can't see me, "I know Nat, I'm sorry. I just need extra money and little shifts here and there aren't cutting it anymore." The brunette on the other side of the phone sighs, "how much longer till you graduate?" I laugh lightly knowing why she's asked, "two more months then I'll come visit." She scoffed, "visit? Bitch you know you'll be moving in." I laugh knowing it's true. Her boss, David, had said it would be cool if I stayed for a while to get on my feet. I'm getting my jornalism degree and Nat did research and in LA they have some really good jobs available for jornalism. "Yeah, yeah. Look I love you but if I want to pass this exam I gotta study." She sighed dramatically, "fine but we'll talk later. Love ya." "Love you too Nattybug."
Being a child is wondering why Squidward is always so mad. Being an adult is wondering why Spongebob is always happy.
For something I was so excited to have, I no longer wish to see. If you can stand there and say that bombing INNOCENT LIVES is good, you no longer have my view or my support. I hope karma comes back around for those who are standing with Israel, y’all are literally doing it for the money at this point. Fuck off.
FREE FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸
50-60 people abandoning their cars on the bay bridge during morning rush hour, throwing their keys into the fucking bay, holding a die-in, chaining themselves together… coolest motherfuckers in san francisco
I always get so fucking mad when I remember that it’s actually a 16-year-old Algerian girl who influenced BOTH Picasso and Matisse. and. No one gives a rat’s ass about her work which was very focused on women and nature. History -or people dare I say- didn’t bother to remember her name because she was a young Algerian woman and no one cares about Maghrebi/Arab women. unlike P*casso & M*tisse who both became legends, almost gods both during their lives and after their deaths, no one knows her.
Her name was Baya Mahieddine.
My cat chose to sleep on me. I feel special. Bad thing.... I gotta pee
said i’d catch you if you fall…
Billy and his freckles
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Emmett: If you don’t apologize I’m gonna tell mom. *smirks*
Y/n: Oh please, I’m an adult I can do what I want.
Jasper: okay… . Mom!
Y/n: No! Wait, I’m sorry!
The consistent dehumanization language used in describing Palestinians in western media is unfathomable. The consistent denial of seeing our children as children. For everybody seeing this, don't fall into this, seek out the truth and educate yourself because that's the best and only way we can help people in Palestine. We have to amplify their voices.