I Have A Purple Umbrella With Floral Patterns.

Sometimes, you can tell that a fanfiction was written out of hate.

Half of the arguments won't happen if people stopped skipping breakfast and hair wash day. Also no, only a coffee is not enough breakfast.

"You're so ugly, even the Uchiha genes couldn't save you."

- Sayumi Uchiha [my oc in my daydreams]

New anime fans always trying to prove why their shitty shit is good meanwhile naruto fans have known naruto is bad for years and don’t gaf

Me and my urge to look like the girl Corpse sings about.

Just remembered how good my life was when BTS World came out.

Sucks that I couldn't get a coffee date with Yoongi.

Dull pain speads across my chest as I watch their name go lower in the list of recently dialed contact.

Naruto Characters as The Golden Girls quotes:

Sakura : "Thank you, Naruto and thank you too, Sai."

Sai : "What did I say?"

Sakura : "Nothing, and I can't tell you how much I appreciate that."

As much as I'm a simp for Itachi Uchiha, I'm fully aware that I would have hated him if he was real.

If Itachi Uchiha were someone I knew in real life, he would be Barbie and I would be Raquelle.

If he were my classmate, I would absolutely HATE him.

I would absolutely despise him for being perfect. I would be so jealous of him because he would have everything that I want. I would see him as a guy with loving parents, good looks, a wealthy background, high social status, a good personality, great propriety, a good social life and someone who is admired by everyone. While I would just be a regular person with average grades, an emotionally absent father, mommy issues, iron deficiency, inferiority complex, unremarkable looks, permanent resting bitch face, no real friends, and someone that people tend to avoid or hate because of her hostile behaviour. Also, I'd be a middle-class girl who is unable to afford the clothes that fit her great fashion sense.

I would desperately try my best to outdo him and still fail. I can't outdo his amazing genetics so I would make an attempt at the sports that he plays, only to realize that my body isn't well nourished. I might even start being unnecessarily rude towards him if we happen to interact and he would've no idea why a classmate he barely knows holds such strong negative feelings towards him.

The only thing that gives me a chance at being better than him would be academics. I would study like crazy till the caffeine overdose puts me in the ER a week before an exam. I might even score more than him once and that would bring me great joy. I'd see it as a step towards my goal of being better than him and see that moment as an opportunity to rub it in his face. But while I'm silently celebrating my "victory", he would come up to me and congratulate me for it. That will be the moment when my happiness disappears, and I will truly understand where I stand. As I rudely turn away from him for the umpteenth time, I'll finally realize that I'll never be better than him.

He is perfect. Someone who has got it all, the perfect grades, perfect looks, perfect family and a perfect life. While I am just another one of his jealous ignoble haters, who is projecting her own problems onto him.

My report card graded more than A+ in all subjects will be shoved into a small pocket in my bag and will be forgotten then. And suddenly, the fruit of my hard work will no longer give me hope for a better life.

I am tired of this place. Please take me away. What do I have to do to getaway?