This edit just hit me in the places in my heart that I didn't even know existed.

nobody talk to me ever again

i’m done

is the sun hurting you mi reina?

I chase sunsets almost everyday in this city. Some of my favourite memories after I moved to this city are watching sunsets with you. Even though I am exiled from your life, I feel connected when I chase the sunsets thinking somewhere you are chasing it too.

Everything comes in full circle. Untill we neet again at the land of perpetual sunset.

The moon is covered by clouds now a days. Almost everyday I go up on the roof to see the moon. The clouds get in the way.

I think it's metaphorical. All of it.

Everytime I see the moon, it reminds me of you. It's a new hell, whenever you double cross my mind. The clouds are telling me to unlove you, everytime. Just to put me out of my misery.

But, is unloving you even an option anymore?

Falling in 'love' isn't same for everybody. For some it is the most gorgeous thing, and for the others it is what hurting them the most. Some are vocal about it, while some loves silently years after years from afar. One feels like falling in love is comfortable, easy. Other one feels like anxiety and all the butterflies.

First love feels intense, a part of you leaves with that person when the heartbreak happens. While unrequited love feels like a punch to the gut almost all the times. It is like you are in war with guns but all you are allowed bring was the knife.

I thought I was moving on. I thought I was okay. I thought I was thinking about other things that's isn't about you.

Then I went to the roof and saw the moon. The moon reminded me of your face. I went to see the sunset it reminded me of your those gorgeous eyes. The cloudy sky reminds me of your face when you almost lost something that day. The sky with sunny days reminds me of your cheeky grin when you are trying to annoy me.

I realised loving you has become a part of me. So I if I don't love you, there is a part of me that is missing.

We were never that close. But I cared about you. We shared the same friend group, we went to the same places together. But one day we stopped talking.

But I still cared about you. I waited from afar to see if you got home safe at night. I saw you almost everyday after that. I did all that untill I didn't, untill I realised you really didn't care if I stayed or not.

We never held hands or said sweet nothings to each other. But there was chemistry till it blew up and there was no 'us'.

You will never know how I compare you to the moon, how in the sleepless midnights I only think about you. You will never how every song from 'reputation' reminds me of you cause you are so 'gorgeous' it actually hurts. This will never happen cause we were build to fall apart and never back together.

I see you. I see you almost everyday. I am not a hugger, never been. But I wouldn't say no to you. You rest your head on my shoulder after a long day, I like to pretend in those times that I have you, I have it all. Where in reality, I don't even have the courage to tell you how much I love you.

I think I am losing myself in the process of loving you. Yes, I am in love with you. Loving you hurts, also loving you makes me happy.

But you have always been more than that. Your smile, your bluntness, your sarcasm, your contagious laugh and your friendship have always mean more to me.

So maybe we could've been together, just not in this universe. I will wait till you come to me again. A full circle... Till we meet again.

If I could get a dollar for the times I had gay panic today. I would have like 50 or more rn.

People are alone, and people are alone more than it seems. Today, right now, I'm not alone in my house, but still, it feels untenanted. I have people to talk to, I have people to keep me company, and I have people to share my feelings, but all of it is in vain. The one you want is like a big hollow, a black hole that consumes everything in you. No matter how many people love you and how much they love you, it will make everything sombre against one person not loving you back.

You wear converse, play girl in red, wear cuffed jeans, get upset when they don't talk to you. And still the person doesn't not get the hint. I have nothing to say anymore.

And alexia is right behind them. The Spanish woman's team is screwed.

Spain has made another move in the battle between Spain and France about who has the most fucked up NT.

imagine having 15 players that are willing to give up their dreams of playing in world cups, euros, olympics because the enviroment in the national team isn't healthy and you still choose the coach that created the enviroment. somehow rfef always manages to get worse and to show they do not actually care about women's football and the well being of the players

ive literally never felt as heard as taylor saying ‘this is me trying’ is about mental illness and how people with illnesses dont get enough credit just for trying and how other people just dont understand how hard it is or dont get credit for how hard they have to try to just get to where they are and it may look like a small step to another person - but it’s huge to themselves

PFA 2021/2022 WSL Team of the Year 🏆