Your mothers’ and grandmothers’ lives do not revolve around your existence. They have experiences from before you existed that they wouldn’t trade for an extra ten years with you, and there’s nothing wrong with that. Go have your own diva
While we all watch #RolandGarros, let's remember when Zverev played with scratches on his neck, defensive marks from his girlfriend while he strangled her before the match. But hey, let's watch some tennis!
J'enseigne en banlieue depuis très longtemps et aucun élève ne se permet de tutoyer les enseignants.
Si cette mesure creuse représente toute l'ambition du RN pour l’éducation nationale, c'est mal parti.
j'ai grandi en campagne avec repas de voisins, de pompiers, tartiflettes du hand, barbecue du tennis, boum du collège, et personne ne ressemblait autant à des caricatures que ces sales bourgeois en RP béret sauciflard prolo de province toute la zumba juste pour se sentir français
My "Roman Empire is the realization that my life is a lottery win. Somewhere in Sudan, Pålestine, iran, Afghanistan, Iraq or Congo, there is a boy smarter than me. He is more disciplined, more resilient, and holds more potential in his single finger than I do in my entire career.
The only difference? I am siting in a train and he is sting in the rubble of his dreams.
My "bad days" are his wildest dreams.
My "burnout" is a luxury he can't afford because his only job is staying alive.
It's geographical luck and it's a haunting injustice that we all refuse to acknowledge and look away