We all don’t want Arsenal to win EPL and UCL because we don’t want a team we have banter for over 20 years to suddenly now gain freedom from it.
There’s nothing wrong with the way they play football, there’s nothing wrong with their fanbase.
We just can’t deal with the fact they’re no longer laughing stock and our own teams are the jokes now.
All those banters end the moment they win, that’s our fear.
Satu hal yang menurutku berkaitan adalah the fact that alcohol is still seen as a taboo in the face of the government, PSA tentang drinking responsible jadi ga ada sama sekali -> people jadi ga paham alcohol and drinking ethics
There is a whole generation of men out here who are absolutely exhausted from being the "transitional guy." They come into your life, absorb all the trauma your toxic ex left behind, provide stability, and love you gently. But because your brain is still addicted to chaos, you mistake his consistency for a lack of passion. You drain his peace to heal yourself, and then abandon him because there isn't enough "drama" to keep you entertained. Men are constantly being used as emotional handymen to fix damage they didn't cause, only to be discarded the second the foundation is stable. It is pure emotional vampirism.
coy udah presiden gw wowok, idup gw masih paycheck to paycheck, usia produktif gw direnggut pandemi, trus skrg timeline isinya isu ww3 ama kiamat muluuuu gw bener bener takut ga kebagian bermasadepan dengan damai bersama keluarga kecil gw yg penuh cinta demi allah
Kapan hari mas yebe bilang 🗣️ “pacaran kok beda agama, gue dong beda alam” 🥺💔 denger itu atmint nyesek asli 😖
Hati Atmint langsung ambyar berkeping-keping, nyesek banget sampe sesek napas 😖🫠
Kayak dunia berhenti berputar, cuma ada suara gema “beda alam” muter-muter di kepala… 🥀❄️
Kenapa sih harus sesedih ini, Tuhan…
Cinta yang dulu warna-warni 🌈 sekarang tinggal abu-abu kelam ya mas yeb 😞🌑
Beda agama aja udah perang dunia, ini beda alam pula… rasanya mau nangis darah atmint wak🩸😢💧
Mas Yebe… balik yuk ke alam yang sama…
Atmint masih nunggu di sini sambil peluk bantal basah air mata 🥺🤍🖤
Huwaaa sedihnya kelewatan, sampe mau pingsan beneran 😭🫳🏻💔✨
@myshawti tepe prnah blg ke mas yeb 👤📢 “titik tertinggi mncintai adalah dipisahkan oleh maut, reza”☠️👻 mndngar itu mas yeb mnyalakn roko sampoerna mildnya 🫳🚬 tertegun sambil nyebat 😶🚬 matanya berkaca2🥹🥹 ruangan sketika hening 🔇 lalu scene brpindah ke aloy yg sedang main catur♟️
i once had a close friend in the early 2000s who never asks for advice... no should i? questions, no group chats weighing in, no public planning.
one day he just showed up with a new car. another time he mentioned he’d quit his job and had been running his own thing quietly... nobody knew he’d been saving, studying, failing and retrying. bro never narrated the struggle, he never advertised the intention.
i used to think he was reckless for not looping people in but years later i realized he was just protecting his momentum.
some plans die the moment too many voices touch them, some people work best in silence, where doubt can’t reach them and validation isn’t needed.
not everyone moves loud. some people move alone and arrive fully formed. buena suerte. 👍
hot take: making friends requires the same intentionality we give to (early) dating
we're in a loneliness crisis. we need to remember real friendship takes time and effort.
in school, it was built-in: shared routines, daily run-ins, automatic consistency.
in adulthood? you must create it for yourself.
put yourself out there. show up, even when it's scary. smile at a stranger. ask to connect. ask genuine questions. be curious. put in effort.
the results are worth it 🤍
No one knows you. No one has a story about who you are. No one is waiting for you to be the person you were yesterday. You're just a stranger in a chair by the window, watching a city that doesn't need anything from you.
It's the feeling that anything could happen. That the world is bigger than the walls you built around yourself back home. That the life you've been living is just one version of a life, and there are others, and they're not as far away as you thought.
At home, you're fixed. Known. You fit into a shape that other people recognize, and after a while, you forget you're even in a shape at all. But here, alone, somewhere new, the shape dissolves. You could be anyone. You could be more of yourself than you've ever been. No one is watching to see if you stay consistent.
Kalau belum tercapai, jangan buru-buru overshare ke orang lain.
Apalagi masih sebatas mimpi atau goals baru. Dopamine yg kamu terima mirip-mirip, seakan kamu udah mencapai goals itu.
Better eksekusi secara senyap. Energi buat bercerita dialihkan ke beneran melakukan prosesnya.
Oh iya satu lagi. Gak semua orang siap mendengarkan obrolan tentang mimpi. Daripada mereka julid, better “hasil nyata” yg bercerita.