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It sucks that Italy didn't qualified for the World Cup in Russia. They're one of the best teams out there.

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I've just started gambling on sports events and damm it's addicting as hell! Can't wait for tomorrow for the stores and pastries to open again so i can play a little more. I feel empty when i don't play. I now it's bad to feel this way.

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  • It's all fun and games until an organized crime member shows up to collect your debt.

  • Please get help before you sink in too deep

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So I'be wanted to be a professional athlete since I was young and today I was just Tol that because of an injury I might never be able to play this sport professionally again and tbh I don't really know how to deal with this emotionally. I just feel like a huge part of me has been ripped and and has left a huge gaping hole, which I have nothing to fill it with

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  • It must be hard, knowing you can not be an professional athlete. But, Can you still remember the first time you join sport, you love doing it, it makes you feel good. Never forget those feeling, and if you can be a coach, you can share your joy to the people who share the same passion as you.

  • I'm very sorry to hear about this... Hopefully you can find an alternative

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I need to poo!! like big poo!

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  • haha didn't think they'd post it

  • So go drop a thunder dumpling.

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I’m on the boy’s cross country team, and about a month or so ago, we were instructed to jog in this forest for a couple of miles, as we usually do. Except that day, the forest was damp and muddy because of the rain we’d had the last couple of days. So I was jogging, and I wasn’t really paying attention because my mind was preoccupied with other stuff that I had to deal with, and then all of a sudden I slipped, fell, hit my head, and lost consciousness. To this day, I don’t know what made me slip. It’s possible that I tripped over a branch. It’s possible that the ground was wet and it made me miss my footing. It’s possible that someone pushed me. I don’t know and I’ve long since stopped worrying about it. I slipped, and that’s all there is to it. Anyway, I was on the ground, I didn’t know how much time had passed, and I was barely starting to regain consciousness when I felt someone lifting me up. My ears were ringing and my vision was spinning so much that I couldn’t even make out who it was. But they were carrying me, and their hand was cradling the back of my head, and their other hand was holding me up from underneath, like I was a little kid. And they were taking me somewhere, too. I could feel it. Then after a minute or two, when my vision and hearing had returned almost back to normal, I saw that the person who was carrying me was an older guy from my team. I told him that I was fine and that he could put me down but my words came out all slurred together so he told me not to move too much. He said that I fell and blacked out for a couple minutes but I was gonna be just fine and that he was gonna take me to the nurse and that I should just relax. So I kind of just let my eyes close and I must’ve fallen asleep/passed out on him because when I woke up again, we were at the nurse's office and he was putting me down on one of the beds, telling me again that he'd take care of everything and that I should just lay down. So blah blah blah, my mom came to get me, I was taken to the doctor, turns out I had a mild concussion, nothing too serious but I skipped school for two days to recover anyway, and when I came back to school, I found the guy who carried me and thanked him for helping me out. He said it was no problem and told me that he saw me fall and everyone just ran right on past me. He said no one even took a second glance at me and it pissed him off so much he wanted to punch them in their faces for not doing anything to help me. So we’ve gotten really close these past couple of weeks, I’ve invited him over to my house several times, he’s invited me to his, he runs next to me during cross country, we say hey everytime we see each other in the halls, and...I think that I might like him. I mean, I’ve done stuff with girls before, I’ve always considered myself straight, but when I’m around him...I just feel like I’m longing for something more, you know? It feels like I just...want something from him. I don’t know how to describe it. It’s like the feeling I get when I like a girl, but deeper, and stronger. It’s like one of those feelings in your stomach, where you don’t even know if it’s a good feeling or bad feeling because it’s so different than any other feeling you’ve felt before. I just want to be near him all the time. It's all I can think about at this point. I don’t know what I should do. I’ve never felt like this towards another guy, but I want to tell him so badly. It hurts so much that he doesn’t know, it’s killing me. He’s such a kind and caring person, so I know he wouldn’t be rude about it, but I’m still scared shitless. I don’t even know how I could bring it up but I absolutely have to. I’ll go crazy if I don’t. How am I supposed to do this??

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  • this was posted before

  • I find that in these situations, it's best to be up front. Don't hint at it or beat around the bush. When I had my first gay crush on a girl, I told her directly 'I know you don't feel the same, but I just want to be honest with you because I think you deserve to know. I have a crush on you. I don't want this to change anything between us, I just wanted you to be aware of it.' And she was cool about it. She said she was flattered even though she's straight. And we're still good friends. Just be honest and clear about your intentions.

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I’m on the boy’s cross country team, and about a month or so ago, we were instructed to jog in this forest for a couple of miles, as we usually do. Except that day, the forest was damp and muddy because of the rain we’d had the last couple of days. So I was jogging, and I wasn’t really paying attention because my mind was preoccupied with other stuff that I had to deal with, and then all of a sudden I slipped, fell, hit my head, and lost consciousness. To this day, I don’t know what made me slip. It’s possible that I tripped over a branch. It’s possible that the ground was wet and it made me miss my footing. It’s possible that someone pushed me. I don’t know and I’ve long since stopped worrying about it. I slipped, and that’s all there is to it. Anyway, I was on the ground, I didn’t know how much time had passed, and I was barely starting to regain consciousness when I felt someone lifting me up. My ears were ringing and my vision was spinning so much that I couldn’t even make out who it was. But they were carrying me, and their hand was cradling the back of my head, and their other hand was holding me up from underneath, like I was a little kid. And they were taking me somewhere, too. I could feel it. Then after a minute or two, when my vision and hearing had returned almost back to normal, I saw that the person who was carrying me was an older guy from my team. I told him that I was fine and that he could put me down but my words came out all slurred together so he told me not to move too much. He said that I fell and blacked out for a couple minutes but I was gonna be just fine and that he was gonna take me to the nurse and that I should just relax. So I kind of just let my eyes close and I must’ve fallen asleep/passed out on him because when I woke up again, we were at the nurse's office and he was putting me down on one of the beds, telling me again that he'd take care of everything and that I should just lay down. So blah blah blah, my mom came to get me, I was taken to the doctor, turns out I had a mild concussion, nothing too serious but I skipped school for two days to recover anyway, and when I came back to school, I found the guy who carried me and thanked him for helping me out. He said it was no problem and told me that he saw me fall and everyone just ran right on past me. He said no one even took a second glance at me and it pissed him off so much he wanted to punch them in their faces for not doing anything to help me. So we’ve gotten really close these past couple of weeks, I’ve invited him over to my house several times, he’s invited me to his, he runs next to me during cross country, we say hey everytime we see each other in the halls, and...I think that I might like him. I mean, I’ve done stuff with girls before, I’ve always considered myself straight, but when I’m around him...I just feel like I’m longing for something more, you know? It feels like I just...want something from him. I don’t know how to describe it. It’s like the feeling I get when I like a girl, but deeper, and stronger. It’s like one of those feelings in your stomach, where you don’t even know if it’s a good feeling or bad feeling because it’s so different than anything you’ve felt before. I just want to be near him all the time. It's all I can think about at this point. I don’t know what I should do. I’ve never felt like this towards another guy, but I want to tell him so badly. It hurts so much that he doesn’t know, it’s killing me. He’s such a kind and caring person, so I know he wouldn’t be rude about it, but I’m still scared shitless. I don’t even know how I could bring it up but I absolutely have to. I’ll go crazy if I don’t. How am I supposed to do this??

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  • Fuckk this is cute 👌

  • Give it time and see if the feelings hold up.

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I forgot what a passion I had for dancing

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  • Michael Flatley? Is that you?

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So I've been training to be a professional athlete in a certain sport since I was 12. Recently I've lost the drive that I once had and don't feel like training and don't feel the same love for the sport that I once did, now I'm conflicted with myself as a large part of me wants to quit and go to uni whereas another part says that I should continue, but I'm just so sick and tired of everything and don't see the point anymore. I don't want to be a quitter but should I really continue with something when my heart isn't in it anymore. I don't know how to tell me family and friends as I feel like I've always been that person who's been playing that sport. I really don't know what to do

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Hmm this is a new kind of sore...

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  • Some penicillin should clear it right up.

  • Anal sex can be rough

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My boyfriend is really good at that one sport and I seriously think he could become a professional - and win world cups. He doesn't have much competition in our country since the sport isn't popular here, but it is elsewhere. But he keeps saying that he's not good enough, no matter how often I try to tell him that he is really, really talented and with just a bit more practice could already be better than most professionals there already are. It's making me kinda sad.

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  • Don't let it make you sad. If he doesn't want to pursue it, don't force him. If he's happy doing something else, be happy that he is.

  • Op here, sorry that I didn't say which sport - I'm a little afraid that my boyfriend will find out I posted this when I say it. I don't want him to know that I'm on here.

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