🧸🤍 Existing 🤍🧸

I KNOW I DON’T USE THIS ACCOUNT ANYMORE BUT ISR*EL HAS OFFICIALLY CLEANSED NORTH OF GAZA. THERE IS NO LIFE THERE. EVERYBODY IS EITHER DE*D OR DISPLACED. 
          
          DO NOT STAY SILENT!! REMEMBER TO BOYCOTT AS MUCH AS YOU CAN! PALESTINE NEEDS AS MUCH SUPPORT AS HUMANLY POSSIBLE! 
          
          IF YOU WANT TO DONATE, CLICK THIS LINK. IT IS COMPLETELY FREE TO DONATE!!!!!
          
          https://arab.org/click-to-help/palestine/
          
          AGAIN, DO NOT STAY SILENT. DO NOT IGNORE THIS. THIS IS THEIR REALITY. 
          
          FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA.

Happy pride!! ️‍️‍⚧️️‍️‍⚧️

Oneshot WIP
          
          Jake sprinted down the hall, pushing anyone out of his way, breathily apologising as they shouted at him from behind. Seeing the club door in his vision caused him to speed up. Within seconds, the brown-eyed boy made it to the door, tiredly turning the handle as he attempted to catch his breath, earning confused glances from others around him, which Jake didn’t care to notice. 
          
          Inside stood Hailey, pacing up and down the room with her face turned away from the door. Jake cleared his throat.
          
          “Hey princess,” He began, “where is everyone?” Hailey swiftly turned her head around, her eyes meeting with Jake’s.

Your Earthquake fanfic is 69 is GachaLife-

Happy new year everybody! ✨

Merry Christmas! ⭐️❤️⭐️

Ik it’s technically tomorrow but, I just wanna say happy one year of this account! Thanks so much for supporting my stories and helping me grow! I won’t update over Christmas, but I’ll try my best to update as much as I can afterwards! Thank you so much for your patience! =)

WIP
          
          “A-and then,” Henry exclaimed between deafening laughs, “he-!”
          
          “We know, Henry,” Drew sighed, interrupting the green-haired teen’s joke, “Liam didn’t look where he was running and fell into the janitor’s bucket. You told us this last week!” Henry stopped laughing and leaned back on his chair.
          
          “Eh. It’s still funny though.” He snorted. Liam turned red with embarrassment.
          
          “Not for the guy who tripped head first into a bucket of dirty water!” He red-haired boy squealed. 

Two short oneshots coming tonight or tomorrow! Sorry it seems like I’ve been neglecting my Wattpad a bit, I’ll (hopefully) be able to post more soon! ^^

WIP for a new oneshot! ^^
          
          [INSERT NAME] sat in a dim visitation room, a stern police officer behind him being his only company. A mild stench of cheap men’s deodorant filled the air as the [COLOURED]-haired boy picked at his fingernails, nervously.