Omg you’re so right gavi would be such a sucker for his gf!! Imagine like the other way around, him fussing over her cause like that’s HIS baby and he’s so proud 😭 I bet his teammates would be like “what did you do to our gavi ??” Lol He definitely likes to play it off like he’s not into it but he’d love a gf who’d be all over him
First of all , you are now officially my new best friend. Second of all , I would bet all of my life’s savings on Gavi obsessing over the nickname “bebe” 🤭
Another sigh escapes the boys lips. Gavi , Pedri , Pique , Alba and Robert were currently waiting for you and the rest of the girlfriend to join them in the hotel lobby. The lot of you were going out for dinner and to them it seemed you girls were taking ages to get ready.
“How much longer ?” Gavi asked his friends , looking at his watch when a small tsk-ing sound is heard behind him.
All of them turn their head to see their significant others , immediately making their way over to you.
“Tsk tsk tsk , always whining aren’t you ?” You tease but it falls on deaf ears as Pablo is way to busy taking in the way your red dress falls around you , hugging your body in all the right places.
“Ai mi vida , tu eres la chica más hermosa que he visto” you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen your boyfriend says , his lips trying to capture yours in a kiss.
Just as his lips were about to brush yours , you swerved right , the boy kissing your cheek. He tries again and this time you swerve left , giving him the other cheek.
Whining , he tries again only to miss “bebe , dejame besarte” let me kiss you
Smiling you say “you’ll smudge my lipstick” you tease playfully.
Just as he was about to protest Pedri comes out of nowhere with Linda , his girlfriend , on his arm “Stop whining you big baby”
Shooting his friend daggers he begins his rambling “Cállate Pedri. Ella es mi novia y un pintalabios no me impedirá besarla” shut up Pedri. she my girlfriend and some lipstick won’t stop me from kissing her He says before grabbing you by the back of your neck and smashing his lips against yours
Grinning into the kiss , instead of pushing him away you just pull him closer. Breaking apart you look into his deep eyes “Te quiero mucho amor” i love so much love you muse
Amico you silly goober/pos, do you by any chance like to snack on ice? It's very crunchy and cold :]
Amico: "!retaw yhcnurc tsuj yllacisab s'tI .ti ekil I .ereh rezeerf eht ni sworg ti fo hcum oot fi eci emos evah ll'I semitemoS"
Amico:"!ti ekil I !erofeb esoht fo eno dah reven ev'I ?'tfig gnimrawesuoh'....a saw ti dias....em ot ti evag ovatsuG esuaceb wollip a evah ylno I ?eno deen yllaer....t'nod I ,teknalb eht rof sA"
While reading 'The Mysticism of The Cloud of Unknowing' by William Johnston tonight, I came across a passage which immediately drew my mind to Nietzsche:
"Emptying the mind of thoughts and images is of no use, is even dangerous, unless that same mind is filled with a very special love of God."
It may well be my romanticism of the situation, but I don't believe that Nietzsche lost his mind because of syphilis. Rather, I think he lost it because of his supreme capacity--and effort--to empty his mind. He managed to empty it to such an extent that he became unmoored from sanity itself.
