Of Course Ayoze Perez, Currently Hitting His Decent End Of Season Form As Per, Gets Injured Before The

TELL ME HE’S NOT GOOD ENOUGH

falling asleep on winks

and Harry was still lazily talking about his day, arm under your body around your waist as your head lay on his chest. And you’d been trying to keep your eyes open as he spoke about how his day back in training was but the circles he was rubbing on your skin, the blanket covering you both and the soft feeling of his steady heartbeat against your head lulled you into a heavenly sleep.

Hey when will you start writing again?

Hello anon,

I don’t want to make any promises at the moment but I’ll definitely be writing again in 3 weeks time - when I leave for holidays - but perhaps before then if I manage to get myself together as I’m struggling with a couple life things at the minute.

I feel bad though because I just have asks from months ago and the inactivity and interaction with people dying down just makes me feel like everyone is forgetting me, so when I finally do start writing again nobody will care - which obviously it’s not about likes or anything I just feel like I’m letting everyone down.

Eric donated all this stuff to kit4kenya!

11.04.2019

PSA

If you thought Barcelona was bad @ Liverpool, just wait until you get to Newcastle. Big Christian Atsu will fuck you right up lads

You’re telling me that Kieran Trippier and Joe Hart were out here holding hands and we all just ignored it?

must be kinda boring to have a team that wins constantly bc at that point it must not come as a surprise but like when your team is Inconsistent FC you’re just always on your toes about what’s going to happen and it’s kinda brilliant in a way

you’re babysitting john’s daughter and he walks in while your just sat together singing disney songs so loud and he just realised how much he loves you

and you’re just sat on the sofa, belting the words to ‘you’re welcome’ from Moana along with the sound emitting from your phone as she draws on your arms, clumsily singing along as well. And you’re both giggling at each other and trying to sing louder than the other, waiting for John to come back with her tea. But he’s just been stood leaning on the door frame, watching his daughter gaze at you lovingly and smile so widely and laugh so innocently - his little family. And he loves how she wasn’t shy around you and he loves how you both get on and he loves her and you and soon the songs changing and he’s still stood; watching and in love.