Regulus Tera
Romanes Eunt Domus
Marco Fanian missing easy chances.
Fuck this defence.
Fuck this defence.
So the deal is already done
HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIL MASTADON
I just realized your name is quite gangsta.
Rummenigge says Bayern is not going to negotiate with BVB about Lewandowski.
That means Lewy to Bayern is just bullshit unless Rummenigge is talking shit. So, Bayern is really interested :/
Also Bayern fans already making excuses for the case the deal falls through: Rumor goes that Pep was in Munich this weekend and said no to Lewandowski, Lewandowski was the second best option and the first option is nearly done, although no one knows who it is lol
Suarez.
Suarez.
hopefully not. not because I don't want him. because he's too vital for liverpool.
Ok so I have a video I want to import into PS, but it's not letting me select it. .mp4 file
hopefully not. not because I don't want him. because he's too vital for liverpool.
I want neymar or falcao pls
Maybe my new username could be Kyoutwo?
You're a good person. #gobayern
Really? Where should they be playing instead then? Most of their players came from Serie A, which has basically been in freefall the past couple years anyways.
If some oil billionaires want to piss away their billions on Zlatan's taxes, then let them. It's their money.
Another Bayern fan and also Liverpool fan?
Fuck Bayern!
Another Bayern fan and also Liverpool fan?
Fuck Bayern!
looool
Mine will be Fuck Bayern and Fuck Liverpool
yeah. probably on a free transfer in 2014
newcastle(from the 90's) and liverpool>everyone else in BPL
You're getting the 'browse' window where you choose the file? Write * to it and press enter, it should display every file in the folder.
As if Bayern would do that if they really want him. What security would they have about Lewy really joining them? An illegal contract? Sounds great.
I missed out on the 2nd half of Madrid - Rayo because I had to head out to get my Nexus 4 (beautiful fucking phone!) Can someone tell me what happened?
Thanks Yogurt <3
I stole it off a guy I used to play WoW with, because I'm so incredibly shit at picking usernames.
Does anyone have any suggestions for a replacement? I'll PM Mumei and ask him to change it to the best suggestion.
In the meantime, today's events call for an avatar change!
Absolutely nothing. No goals, no cards. Just some Pepe here and there but that's it.
was just a joke
I don't believe there was a real offer from bayern for lewa.
Hey, um, I'm not sure how I should put this but the last half year has been terrible for me. I am doing better now, thank god, but the November-December period in particular was incredibly rough. Long story short, I was an angsty teenager dealing with a huge inferiority complex, low self esteem and social anxiety in the last year of high school. I was doing ok, not as outgoing as most but just fine. However everything went spiralling out of control when my father decided to start fucking somebody else and wanted a divorce. This was at the end of August. To make matters worse, his new love was a good family friend with whom I had barbecues and even went on trips to the beach in the summer. That hit me incredibly hard and the next few months I started to isolate myself more and more, not knowing how to cope with everything that was happening around me. I was depressed and going to school became a big problem for me. I slept poorly, only getting a few hours of sleep each night, making me feel even worse. I was home "sick" a lot and spent my days mostly laying in bed. In December the school therapist with whom I had spent many hours talking advised me to stay home the rest of December and think whether I wanted to try to finish school and give a shot at the exams at the end of the school year or give up and try again next year. Try to improve my mental health in the meanwhile and get my life back on track. After the holidays I was certain that there was no way I could pass the exams after missing hundreds of classes, so I decided that this would be a lost year. In the meantime I had been seeing a psychiatrist and he prescribed me antidepressants. He told me that sitting at home until summer wouldn't help me in any way and he said that he'd been thinking about a clinic specifically for troubled teenagers. This shocked me. I didn't think my whole situation was that bad. I'd be around people with real problems; anorexia, addicts, suicidal people etc. instead, in an effort to get my life back on track, I went to school again. I asked if it was possible to follow a less intensive schedule, focusing on the subjects that I struggle with to I prove my chances next year. Praise god they said yes, they truly wanted to help me and I want to school again last week for the first time in well over two months. Getting back in touch with my friends was something I really needed. It seems that everybody is behind me and wishes me the best. Even the teachers have been great. They were happy to see me again and complimented me on coming back and trying again.
All this time I have been surrounded by very kind people who wanted to help me and I didn't see it. I'm not going to lie, last week was tough. Nearly went home again Friday and cried a good amount because it was all a bit too much, but I got my shit together and stayed.
I feel a lot better. /livejournal
Paragraphs please.
Paragraphs please.
It all depends on the player really but the likes of Thiago Silva should be nowhere near either PSG or Ligue 1. They are quickly turning into a club of mercenaries who are trying to buy their way to the top without earning a shred of it.
Hey, um, I'm not sure how I should put this but the last half year has been terrible for me. I am doing better now, thank god, but the November-December period in particular was incredibly rough. Long story short, I was an angsty teenager dealing with a huge inferiority complex, low self esteem and social anxiety in the last year of high school. I was doing ok, not as outgoing as most but just fine. However everything went spiralling out of control when my father decided to start fucking somebody else and wanted a divorce. This was at the end of August. To make matters worse, his new love was a good family friend with whom I had barbecues and even went on trips to the beach in the summer. That hit me incredibly hard and the next few months I started to isolate myself more and more, not knowing how to cope with everything that was happening around me. I was depressed and going to school became a big problem for me. I slept poorly, only getting a few hours of sleep each night, making me feel even worse. I was home "sick" a lot and spent my days mostly laying in bed. In December the school therapist with whom I had spent many hours talking advised me to stay home the rest of December and think whether I wanted to try to finish school and give a shot at the exams at the end of the school year or give up and try again next year. Try to improve my mental health in the meanwhile and get my life back on track. After the holidays I was certain that there was no way I could pass the exams after missing hundreds of classes, so I decided that this would be a lost year. In the meantime I had been seeing a psychiatrist and he prescribed me antidepressants. He told me that sitting at home until summer wouldn't help me in any way and he said that he'd been thinking about a clinic specifically for troubled teenagers. This shocked me. I didn't think my whole situation was that bad. I'd be around people with real problems; anorexia, addicts, suicidal people etc. instead, in an effort to get my life back on track, I went to school again. I asked if it was possible to follow a less intensive schedule, focusing on the subjects that I struggle with to I prove my chances next year. Praise god they said yes, they truly wanted to help me and I want to school again last week for the first time in well over two months. Getting back in touch with my friends was something I really needed. It seems that everybody is behind me and wishes me the best. Even the teachers have been great. They were happy to see me again and complimented me on coming back and trying again.
All this time I have been surrounded by very kind people who wanted to help me and I didn't see it. I'm not going to lie, last week was tough. Nearly went home again Friday and cried a good amount because it was all a bit too much, but I got my shit together and stayed.
I feel a lot better. /livejournal
Hey, um, I'm not sure how I should put this but the last half year has been terrible for me. I am doing better now, thank god, but the November-December period in particular was incredibly rough. Long story short, I was an angsty teenager dealing with a huge inferiority complex, low self esteem and social anxiety in the last year of high school. I was doing ok, not as outgoing as most but just fine. However everything went spiralling out of control when my father decided to start fucking somebody else and wanted a divorce. This was at the end of August. To make matters worse, his new love was a good family friend with whom I had barbecues and even went on trips to the beach in the summer. That hit me incredibly hard and the next few months I started to isolate myself more and more, not knowing how to cope with everything that was happening around me. I was depressed and going to school became a big problem for me. I slept poorly, only getting a few hours of sleep each night, making me feel even worse. I was home "sick" a lot and spent my days mostly laying in bed. In December the school therapist with whom I had spent many hours talking advised me to stay home the rest of December and think whether I wanted to try to finish school and give a shot at the exams at the end of the school year or give up and try again next year. Try to improve my mental health in the meanwhile and get my life back on track. After the holidays I was certain that there was no way I could pass the exams after missing hundreds of classes, so I decided that this would be a lost year. In the meantime I had been seeing a psychiatrist and he prescribed me antidepressants. He told me that sitting at home until summer wouldn't help me in any way and he said that he'd been thinking about a clinic specifically for troubled teenagers. This shocked me. I didn't think my whole situation was that bad. I'd be around people with real problems; anorexia, addicts, suicidal people etc. instead, in an effort to get my life back on track, I went to school again. I asked if it was possible to follow a less intensive schedule, focusing on the subjects that I struggle with to I prove my chances next year. Praise god they said yes, they truly wanted to help me and I want to school again last week for the first time in well over two months. Getting back in touch with my friends was something I really needed. It seems that everybody is behind me and wishes me the best. Even the teachers have been great. They were happy to see me again and complimented me on coming back and trying again.
All this time I have been surrounded by very kind people who wanted to help me and I didn't see it. I'm not going to lie, last week was tough. Nearly went home again Friday and cried a good amount because it was all a bit too much, but I got my shit together and stayed.
I feel a lot better. /livejournal
Hey, um, I'm not sure how I should put this but the last half year has been terrible for me. I am doing better now, thank god, but the November-December period in particular was incredibly rough. Long story short, I was an angsty teenager dealing with a huge inferiority complex, low self esteem and social anxiety in the last year of high school. I was doing ok, not as outgoing as most but just fine. However everything went spiralling out of control when my father decided to start fucking somebody else and wanted a divorce. This was at the end of August. To make matters worse, his new love was a good family friend with whom I had barbecues and even went on trips to the beach in the summer. That hit me incredibly hard and the next few months I started to isolate myself more and more, not knowing how to cope with everything that was happening around me. I was depressed and going to school became a big problem for me. I slept poorly, only getting a few hours of sleep each night, making me feel even worse. I was home "sick" a lot and spent my days mostly laying in bed. In December the school therapist with whom I had spent many hours talking advised me to stay home the rest of December and think whether I wanted to try to finish school and give a shot at the exams at the end of the school year or give up and try again next year. Try to improve my mental health in the meanwhile and get my life back on track. After the holidays I was certain that there was no way I could pass the exams after missing hundreds of classes, so I decided that this would be a lost year. In the meantime I had been seeing a psychiatrist and he prescribed me antidepressants. He told me that sitting at home until summer wouldn't help me in any way and he said that he'd been thinking about a clinic specifically for troubled teenagers. This shocked me. I didn't think my whole situation was that bad. I'd be around people with real problems; anorexia, addicts, suicidal people etc. instead, in an effort to get my life back on track, I went to school again. I asked if it was possible to follow a less intensive schedule, focusing on the subjects that I struggle with to I prove my chances next year. Praise god they said yes, they truly wanted to help me and I want to school again last week for the first time in well over two months. Getting back in touch with my friends was something I really needed. It seems that everybody is behind me and wishes me the best. Even the teachers have been great. They were happy to see me again and complimented me on coming back and trying again.
All this time I have been surrounded by very kind people who wanted to help me and I didn't see it. I'm not going to lie, last week was tough. Nearly went home again Friday and cried a good amount because it was all a bit too much, but I got my shit together and stayed.
I feel a lot better. /livejournal
Hey, um, I'm not sure how I should put this but the last half year has been terrible for me. I am doing better now, thank god, but the November-December period in particular was incredibly rough. Long story short, I was an angsty teenager dealing with a huge inferiority complex, low self esteem and social anxiety in the last year of high school. I was doing ok, not as outgoing as most but just fine. However everything went spiralling out of control when my father decided to start fucking somebody else and wanted a divorce. This was at the end of August. To make matters worse, his new love was a good family friend with whom I had barbecues and even went on trips to the beach in the summer. That hit me incredibly hard and the next few months I started to isolate myself more and more, not knowing how to cope with everything that was happening around me. I was depressed and going to school became a big problem for me. I slept poorly, only getting a few hours of sleep each night, making me feel even worse. I was home "sick" a lot and spent my days mostly laying in bed. In December the school therapist with whom I had spent many hours talking advised me to stay home the rest of December and think whether I wanted to try to finish school and give a shot at the exams at the end of the school year or give up and try again next year. Try to improve my mental health in the meanwhile and get my life back on track. After the holidays I was certain that there was no way I could pass the exams after missing hundreds of classes, so I decided that this would be a lost year. In the meantime I had been seeing a psychiatrist and he prescribed me antidepressants. He told me that sitting at home until summer wouldn't help me in any way and he said that he'd been thinking about a clinic specifically for troubled teenagers. This shocked me. I didn't think my whole situation was that bad. I'd be around people with real problems; anorexia, addicts, suicidal people etc. instead, in an effort to get my life back on track, I went to school again. I asked if it was possible to follow a less intensive schedule, focusing on the subjects that I struggle with to I prove my chances next year. Praise god they said yes, they truly wanted to help me and I want to school again last week for the first time in well over two months. Getting back in touch with my friends was something I really needed. It seems that everybody is behind me and wishes me the best. Even the teachers have been great. They were happy to see me again and complimented me on coming back and trying again.
All this time I have been surrounded by very kind people who wanted to help me and I didn't see it. I'm not going to lie, last week was tough. Nearly went home again Friday and cried a good amount because it was all a bit too much, but I got my shit together and stayed.
I feel a lot better. /livejournal
Hey, um, I'm not sure how I should put this but the last half year has been terrible for me. I am doing better now, thank god, but the November-December period in particular was incredibly rough. Long story short, I was an angsty teenager dealing with a huge inferiority complex, low self esteem and social anxiety in the last year of high school. I was doing ok, not as outgoing as most but just fine. However everything went spiralling out of control when my father decided to start fucking somebody else and wanted a divorce. This was at the end of August. To make matters worse, his new love was a good family friend with whom I had barbecues and even went on trips to the beach in the summer. That hit me incredibly hard and the next few months I started to isolate myself more and more, not knowing how to cope with everything that was happening around me. I was depressed and going to school became a big problem for me. I slept poorly, only getting a few hours of sleep each night, making me feel even worse. I was home "sick" a lot and spent my days mostly laying in bed. In December the school therapist with whom I had spent many hours talking advised me to stay home the rest of December and think whether I wanted to try to finish school and give a shot at the exams at the end of the school year or give up and try again next year. Try to improve my mental health in the meanwhile and get my life back on track. After the holidays I was certain that there was no way I could pass the exams after missing hundreds of classes, so I decided that this would be a lost year. In the meantime I had been seeing a psychiatrist and he prescribed me antidepressants. He told me that sitting at home until summer wouldn't help me in any way and he said that he'd been thinking about a clinic specifically for troubled teenagers. This shocked me. I didn't think my whole situation was that bad. I'd be around people with real problems; anorexia, addicts, suicidal people etc. instead, in an effort to get my life back on track, I went to school again. I asked if it was possible to follow a less intensive schedule, focusing on the subjects that I struggle with to I prove my chances next year. Praise god they said yes, they truly wanted to help me and I want to school again last week for the first time in well over two months. Getting back in touch with my friends was something I really needed. It seems that everybody is behind me and wishes me the best. Even the teachers have been great. They were happy to see me again and complimented me on coming back and trying again.
All this time I have been surrounded by very kind people who wanted to help me and I didn't see it. I'm not going to lie, last week was tough. Nearly went home again Friday and cried a good amount because it was all a bit too much, but I got my shit together and stayed.
I feel a lot better. /livejournal
Hey, um, I'm not sure how I should put this but the last half year has been terrible for me. I am doing better now, thank god, but the November-December period in particular was incredibly rough. Long story short, I was an angsty teenager dealing with a huge inferiority complex, low self esteem and social anxiety in the last year of high school. I was doing ok, not as outgoing as most but just fine. However everything went spiralling out of control when my father decided to start fucking somebody else and wanted a divorce. This was at the end of August. To make matters worse, his new love was a good family friend with whom I had barbecues and even went on trips to the beach in the summer. That hit me incredibly hard and the next few months I started to isolate myself more and more, not knowing how to cope with everything that was happening around me. I was depressed and going to school became a big problem for me. I slept poorly, only getting a few hours of sleep each night, making me feel even worse. I was home "sick" a lot and spent my days mostly laying in bed. In December the school therapist with whom I had spent many hours talking advised me to stay home the rest of December and think whether I wanted to try to finish school and give a shot at the exams at the end of the school year or give up and try again next year. Try to improve my mental health in the meanwhile and get my life back on track. After the holidays I was certain that there was no way I could pass the exams after missing hundreds of classes, so I decided that this would be a lost year. In the meantime I had been seeing a psychiatrist and he prescribed me antidepressants. He told me that sitting at home until summer wouldn't help me in any way and he said that he'd been thinking about a clinic specifically for troubled teenagers. This shocked me. I didn't think my whole situation was that bad. I'd be around people with real problems; anorexia, addicts, suicidal people etc. instead, in an effort to get my life back on track, I went to school again. I asked if it was possible to follow a less intensive schedule, focusing on the subjects that I struggle with to I prove my chances next year. Praise god they said yes, they truly wanted to help me and I want to school again last week for the first time in well over two months. Getting back in touch with my friends was something I really needed. It seems that everybody is behind me and wishes me the best. Even the teachers have been great. They were happy to see me again and complimented me on coming back and trying again.
All this time I have been surrounded by very kind people who wanted to help me and I didn't see it. I'm not going to lie, last week was tough. Nearly went home again Friday and cried a good amount because it was all a bit too much, but I got my shit together and stayed.
I feel a lot better. /livejournal
You're my boy Bacon. Keep it up chap.
Try to remain positive always Bacon.
I know Arsenal are shit but it will get better.
Try to remain positive always Bacon.
I know Arsenal are shit but it will get better.
You're quickly becoming my least favourite poster on here.
You're quickly becoming my most favourite poster on here.
You're quickly becoming my favorite Rodes brother.
I need chest pics to compare and contrast.