Our eyes meet, and something dangerous sparks. He hates you, I remind myself.."Kiss me again." he says, drunk and foolish. "Kiss me until I am sick of it." I feel those words, feel them like a kick to the stomach.

Behind a girl who says "but everything happens for a reason, don't worry" there's a girl who can not understand what she did to deserve all the pain and trauma she's been through.

My favorite grandma died today and i remember I never got the chance to say goodbye to her, if I'd known it was our last hug I would've held on longer.

Why does this game still hurt after 6 month hiatus? Like “Maybe” “Maybe” “Maybe” “Maybe” “Maybe” “Maybe” “Maybe” “Maybe” “Maybe” “Maybe”…

No matter, im so proud of my boys. They gave it their all until the end, visca barça para siempre.

A man who yearns what a man we want to earn.

I’ll be crying tonight either way, happy or sad tears.

Despite what happen tonight in the ballon d'or, I'll forever say Rapha is my winner.

Sad tears.

Imagine this: you finish the season with 63 goal contributions, are officially crowned La Liga's best player, rack up 13 goals and 8 assists in just 14 Champions League matches, lead the tournament in total goals scored, deliver decisive performances in every single final, and still add your name to the UEFA Team of the Season. On top of that, you're recognized as the Champions League's best forward, lifting multiple trophies along the way and then suddenly getting ranked 5th in ballon d'Or.