There’s something strange about this World Cup, but somehow everyone is pretending it looks normal.
France are fighting for their lives in the Round of 16.
Brazil already had a tough first knockout game.
England have a serious opponent in the Round of 16.
Portugal had a difficult group and now have Spain waiting.
Every big team has had to suffer somewhere.
Except one.
One team has somehow been given a clean road straight to the quarter-finals, and we’re meant to believe it’s just coincidence.
I detach very fast. Anything i love extremely deeply I'm prepared to lose. It can break my heart but I have learned how to keep going. It can seem cold, but if it takes me off my pivot.. I’ll cut my finger off to save my hand.
I can’t lose myself again, for anything. I'll heal