KEIRA WALSH POTENTIALLY TO MY CLUB?!?! OH MY FUCKING GOD PLEASE

don’t mind me publishing my drafts, there’s far too many

I leave a part of me everywhere I go. I think most people do, unconsciously. A part of themselves gets left behind and proves to people for decades to come, that they lived. they were there once just like them. existing in the same spaces as them, hundreds of years apart.

I leave a part of me in South Africa every time I part. A country that means so much to me, that my mother grew up in and left behind for a better life. A country I rarely get the chance to go back to, and so cherish every moment with my loved ones when I do. I cry every time I leave, it’s like a part of me is ripped away and left in the country for me to pick back up when I return. every return back is bittersweet. I hold a lot of anger towards my dad for keeping me and my siblings away for so long. I was a child, I deserved to know and see that part of myself too.

I left a part of me in Ecuador a year ago. A country that grew to provide me an escape from the turbulence in my life that surrounded me at the time. It gave me a place to discover myself, to see the world and meet new people, to get away from it all and think. It gave me time to heal most of all. It was a sanctuary. one I didn’t know I need at that point in my life. one I miss every day.

I’ve been to countless countries in my lifetime, every place gives me something I never knew I needed till I got there. every place provides me with a new experience and outlook on life. and while I doubt I’m alone in this feeling, I feel as if words will never be able to convey how much it means to me.

I’m lucky enough to have travelled far, seen different cultures and met people from different walks of life. they will stick with me forever.

Sobbed at Rachel Daly watching the girls’ game last night. I fear I’ll never get over her retirement, I miss her 😭

MARC FOR A SECOND!!!! UP THE CHELSSSS. GIMME A HAT TRICK KING 💙💙💙

realising I’m going to be utterly alone in a city and have to make new friends and get to know more people. knowing that I have very few friends who reach out first, and eventually they will forget me as they move on with their lives, but I’ll be burdened forever for remembering every detail about them.

totally ideal things to think about to fuel a crisis at 2am

you know you’re down bad when every song is about her

I fear I might not recover from that episode. “I’m your first but I won’t be your last”?!?!?

BUCKTOMMY BONES?!! (We fucking cheered)

MADNEY PREGNANT

THE LAST SCENE WITH BUCK AND EDDIE?!?

we’re so fucking back baby

it’s stunning, it’s beautiful, it’s a masterpiece. she knows London is blue 😌💙

Hahahah Magda scoring again she hates arsenal so much 😂😂😂

telling myself we will get garvez and buddie canon because if we don’t I might go insane

Catching up on criminal minds evolution while waiting for 911 s8 is a special kind of torture when I ship both garvez and buddie

If I had a nickel for everytime i shipped the blonde sunshine character (who’s also traumatised and has adhd) with their close friend (who is Latino and who has a heart of gold and big brown cow eyes) and who they hated at first because they’re the new guy but then grew to love shortly after except now they’re not with them and are instead in a love triangle with a white man who’s name starts with T then I’d have two nickels- which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice

knowing that we’ve grown as people, and gone our separate ways, but being burdened by the knowledge that I once knew everything about them. going through life and seeing the little of things that remind me of them, and feeling that sharp feeling of nostalgia of what once was.

it reminds me that there was a time where I knew all of them, it saddens me that I no longer do. I hope they’re happy.