Isa: What Does A Relationship Feel Like? Jake: Butterflies In Your Stomach And The Thought Of Protecting

Jake: I feel like you don’t care about me at all.

Isa: Not true, I kept your blanket when you were gone.

Jake: Exactly! I didn’t have a blanket!

Isa: Well I’ll be damned.

I hope this energy is returned to her tenfold and she sees no peace in her lifetime.

my playlist is starting to get long…

Something I learned in these last seven months is that when children get war-related amputations, they need further surgeries as they grow.

I'd read it on Twitter so I looked it up to confirm (and it's true) but a lot of the search results were hospitals and doctors trying to explain the process to parents and what to tell their children, what kind of care they'd need after, how prosthetics would work.

I just saw this adorable little baby on Twitter (you can click to view the video, it's not gory, he's just a super serious little dude)

and I thought, fleeing from Rafah must be one of the most traumatizing dangerous situations you could be in right now as a healthy adult, let alone a baby with multiple amputations in famine conditions.

There are no working hospitals to speak of in Gaza, healthcare workers keep being killed off, aid keeps being blocked, many of the amputees have no one to look after them, there's still constant bombing and shelling and shooting.

UNICEF reported 1,000 child amputees by the end of November.

Isa: Kai told me that brown is just navy orange, and I have never been more disappointed with something I agree with.

Jake: You can’t set all your problems on fire.

Isa: You’d be surprised by how many things are flammable.

Isa, pulling back the shower curtain:Hey, what do you want for breakfast? Jake: Privacy?

"I'm nothing to him. But that's okay. He's everything to me."

Jake: Let me tell you something right now. Whenever I make a mistake, Isa yells at me and I end up apologizing. But when she makes a mistake, I yell and she cries and then I apologize.

FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸.