This Is It. The Gif That Kills Me. My Favourite Thing Ever.

teachers used to tell me I was an amazing writer and I should become an author one day. little did they know I would use this power to write about the same 2 gay men in different situations over and over

“Y yo vivo por el gol gol gol Y me quema la emoción de esta pasión. Siempre me despierto cuando sueño con que sales campeón.” Del Estadio Al Cielo / Morat

“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both sad and happy and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.”

— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

How gay is it to send a three pages long letter to your biggest rival for his retirement and post it online asking for one RF

Damn straight, I’m right. It’s Peik Lin. I’m always right.

“On clay, it felt like I was stepping into your backyard, and you made me work harder than I ever thought I could just to hold my ground.”

Roger Federer to Rafa Nadal, November 19, 2024.

This is my paper town 📌

What if I was a lonely brooding man but my features softened as I stared at you adoringly?

Charles went from 19th to 3rd just so he could double podium with his husband one last time ❤️ and they say romance is dead

The only miserable one in this whole story… is you. With your speech about love, and “Boom, boom, ciao.” Wow. That’s because… you’re too much of a coward to admit the truth. You don’t love anyone? Of course you don’t, darling. You don’t have the balls for it. To love you need courage. See? This is bravery. I feel it and I say it. And that… you don’t know how to do. How long has it been? Ten years? You were in love with Berlin for ten years? And you never dared to tell him. Of course. You worshipped him and followed him like a dog. And that’s it. Now what? Nothing is possible now. He’s dead. And you’re empty. The only thing you can do is hide behind that damn speech. Boom, boom, ciao. Because you know. You’ve been left in the lurch forever, friend.