The final stage of healing is becoming a fucking weirdo again. Where you’re so powerful and so free inside yourself you just don’t give a shit. It’s all art. It’s all life. It’s all beautiful. That’s the fucking point.
Working 8-9 hours a day, 5-6 days a week for 11 months just to get one pathetic week of vacation where you still check emails is straight-up systemic violence. You don’t work to live anymore, you live to keep the machine fed. And we all just nod along like it’s normal.
i am begging some of you to become ok with hearing not-so-great-things about yourself. especially if it is coming from a loved one that historically respects your agency. chances are you unknowingly crossed a boundary & someone is trying to tell you in a respectful way.
Stop ignoring when your talent has been validated in multiple spaces. It's not a gimmick, it's not luck, it's not a once in a lifetime occurrence. You are GOOD at this thing. The proof is there. Accept it and act accordingly.
En algún momento tendremos que hablar de que las redes que usamos para comunicarnos pertenecen y son controladas por un puñado de tecnooligarcas alineados con la derecha global, y que gran parte de la población carece de herramientas cognitivas para identificar información falsa.
Been seeing comments about Norway having so many fans, while Senegal barely has any.
That’s because Senegalese supporters were not given visas to come to the U.S.
Even before a ball is kicked, Western/European teams already have an unfair advantage.
Que un pueblo se una por su selección de fútbol y no lo haga por su propio bienestar como país y por su democracia define muy bien como el capitalismo nos tiene totalmente lobotomizados. Es el triunfo de la estupidez.
It must be absolutely brutal for Mbappe and Haaland, being at that elite level of football and in their physical prime, to realize that the nearly 39-year-old guy on vacation in the United States is still a better football player than they are.