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barca’s winning goal is so much better with the titanic music trust me 
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nostalgia is a liar. nothing was ever as good as you remember it to be. there’s a reason you don’t talk to that person anymore, there’s a reason you’re not part of each other’s lives. don’t trust nostalgia. grieve. reflect. move on.
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this is my grasp of how football works: two teams of men want the ball very badly but are incapable of sharing it. one team attempts to deliver the ball to their holy ground while the other attempts to prevent this. occasionally an evil man will appear and speak curses to the men, causing them grief and dishonor
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I am devastated
I thought he was the love of my life.
I was so worried that night when he packed up his bags and left. But he swore it was just a break. That he'd be back before I knew it. And I believed him.
But years passed with no word. Waiting by the phone for him to call. Texts left on read. Instagram nudes posted for him that he never liked...
For years my friends reassured me that he really was on his way back, that he still loved me, that he just had to figure some stuff out and then he'd be on the first flight back.
But I can't do it anymore.
Maybe it's time to accept that he is never coming home
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Please
don't be mean to me. I was only just informed that football isn't coming home.
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Phwoar he can kane me anytime
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I love balllllfoot :)
HMU if you also love walking home with crockery
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