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not one world cup song that has been released so far has been good what happened to songs like waka waka and wavin flag why is everything a mess now
in a world of mercedes and mclaren sponsored by generative ai, be racing bulls💛💙
seeing the united ahjusshis doing aegyo was not on my 2025 bingo card but sure i guess
so gwiyeowo~
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there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.
—Caitlyn Richardson, 'can intellectual intimacy replace physical desire?', in milk fed
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All My Rage by Sabaa Tahir:
I can't remember the last time I read a book this quickly, or read so many pages in just one day. All My Rage far exceeded my expectations from the start. I realised pretty quickly that it would wreck me but I couldn't stop reading except for when I had to just pause and put the book down to process whatever top tier freaking devastating scenario Noor or Salahudin found themselves in. Besides that it was easy and enjoyable to get in to. The story is paced perfectly with short and manageable chapters. Even when nothing was happening, something was happening, and I was hooked, invested, gone. Sal and Noor are the embodiment of the phrase 'life isn't fair', I just needed them to catch a damn BREAK. But they're also proof that faith and trust and love and yes, rage - the kind that fuels you - can be the rope to survival. Sal and Noor show that these are the things which give a person the courage to defy every individual or system working against them, and can make the struggle feel worthwhile; if not all the time then at least for brief moments - worthwhile enough to just make it from one obstacle to the next, until one person or one act of goodness comes to save you, by the grace of God as I'm sure Misbah would add.
The writing is poetic and moving, and continuously engaging, especially with the different POVs. When I tell you how much rage I felt myself as I was reading, rage at how disgustingly overtly a person can abuse their privilege or their authority to destroy someone else's life or to even just get satisfaction from ruining someone's mood or day or making life harder for them, for no reason other than to just to feed their own superiority complex and ego, yet they repeatedly get away with it. This is real.
This book is real, this book is lived, this book is current, this book is so important. This book is a rollercoaster of emotions and completely worth it.
i am perhaps getting carricked away but this is the return of football heritage
i’m not devastated that amorim’s gone cuz y’all know i wasn’t his biggest fan but i don’t think now was the time. why not do it six months ago? why now when the players are SOMEWHAT making sense of his tactics? maybe wait until we’re in a more stable position with all our players back and not in the midst of a crisis. also the reasoning behind the club’s decision has nothing to do with the team’s results but moreover what amorim said in his press conf (which i don’t think was anything wrong??)
and then again just the repeated pattern of united sacking managers every season despite things looking up. never forget the great ole sacking
i will say what i’ve been saying for almost a decade: at some point we’re going to have to commit to a complete rebuild and give a manager 3-5 years of being literal shit to build up an actual title winning squad
I'm reading I Hope This Doesn't Find You by Ann Liang. I don't think I've ever read a contemporary straight up romance YA novel in my entire life, one that's not dystopian or fantasy but actually just regular people regular life. Never read one. So now I'm 25 reading this particular genre for the first time in my life because my Book Club has picked it. And going off if the reviews and internet reception of this book, I expected it to be enjoyable, great even. But my god, it's a painful read.
I'm here for all the tropes, the slow-burn, the character development, but I didn't expect the execution of it all to be this bad. The writing is mocking me because why does the author feel the need to spell out every single thing, every emotion, every expression, some of them don't even make sense. You know when you try to picture a characters expression but the way the author has written it just so exaggerated or it's surrounded by similes so you can't even imagine what you're reading, in your head. That's this whole book. There's no nuance, everything is spelt out way too much. I keep being told, not even through narration but through dialogue and through the character's thoughts. Let me work for it a little abeg.
Idk if this all makes sense, but all I can say is this book tops the one and only Colleen Hoover book I've read, as worst writing I've ever come across in all my life.
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