February 2012
“As much as I loved Liverpool, I can’t see them reaching a Wembley final before...”
– Fernando Torres, (first press for CFC after joining them)
; lights will guide you home
after all these while, you still appear in my memories.
thanks for at least having meant everything to me once upon a time. you were and will always be one of the strongest #fighter i’ve ever known, and thank you for being such an inspirational figure to me.
i still wish you all the best. and once again, thank you for everything.
Mario Balotelli: "If I was in Suarez boots and got...
rautenrausch:
Balotelli!!
BALOTELLI!!
The fact that the traveling Kop was louder than...
quakesandreds:
The Utd fans will have a nice ride to London, but our fans are legendary.
two-nil down and which fans do you hear around Old...
theliverpoolkop:
YNWA, our travelling Kop
Found this online.. →
Don’t really want to prolong the incident, but just to point out the hypocrisy of Man Utd as a football club, and specifically to Alex Ferguson. Shame the Media and FA will continue their witch hunt on LFC and Suarez. [1] Cantona - who kung fu kicks a fan. ( …
; mirrors.
it’s so scary how it comes back so easily. everything - it’s like a recurring nightmare that refuses to go away. no matter how i drown it out, it just comes back. you. you. you. and as always, you. the scariest thing is how frighteningly familiar all these scenes seem to be. like horrifying memories replaying in my mind, again and again. all these thoughts, toying with my mind,...
“‘At Liverpool, You’ll Never Walk Alone. Our famous club song is more than a...”
– Steven Gerrard (via themightykop)
January 2012
still counting down the days
72 days, and counting. the pressure is overwhelming, to say the least. to be perpetually worrying over things that i shouldn’t even be thinking about, to be perpetually coping with responsibilities beyond what any normal personnel should be carrying to be perpetually expected to perform beyond what others have been able to dish out. it gets disheartening, sometimes, seeing how others have...
; it's the end where i begin
sometimes, i really wonder what if they knew what all these sacrifices in the past were for.
for glory? for trophies? for bragging rights?
no, it’s for your future.
it’s to make sure you are everything you should be,
not everything you want to be.
it’s to make you live, not survive.
it’s to make you believe, not die.
yet after all these time, even the simplest words...
That moment when you touched your first... →
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