I'm Indian but I have an American accent due to Hannah Montana.
ok i absolutely need to know what accents u all have pls reblog and tell me or comment or whatever I must know
People who hate Sakura are the same people who claim that pretty privilege is not real and assumes that everyone has loving parents.
Today I'd like to thank God for giving me 60 diamonds on "My Story".
14y/o me would be on cloud nine rn.
My girl Sakura is dating a white boy whose father is a cop. Great grammer, great pacing and great character building by my favourite writer on wattpad.
"Now I'm alone, just me and my thoughts
But my lone peace is better than your taunts"
The last line is strong with this one
Sasuke: Why are you guys doing? We have to train.
Kakashi: We need to take for a moment. Seat down.
Sasuke: ...Okay?
Sakura: I saw this at the academy and it made me think of you. It's a Feeling Stick. Whoever's holding a Feeling Stick has permission to say whatever he or she is feeling without being judged. I'll go first. I feel like I want to know what you're feeling. *Gives it to Sasuke*
Sasuke: Put that down.
Sakura: No. We have to talk, it'll be good for you.
Sasuke: No, we don't.
Naruto: *Takes the stick* I feel that Sasuke is not honoring the Feeling Stick.
Kakashi: *Takes the stick* I feel Sasuke's had a particularly bad day, and I feel that Sasuke should share his feelings with us.
Sakura: *Takes the stick* I feel supported.
Sasuke: Sakura, stop! And what are you two doing?
Kakashi: *Takes the stick* I feel Sasuke is yelling.
Sasuke: Stop it! *runs away*
Kakashi: And that's how you defeat a sharingan.
God, we need another flood.
Never trust a bitch who says pretty privilege is not real. Cuz guess what? It's a fucking lie.
People treat you differently based on how you look and treat yourself. I have been in that situation for most of my life.
When I was ugly, people treated me like a subhuman species. To them, I was always taking too much space. They didn't want to be associated with me. And the people who talked to me treated me like a hurt puppy, not because they cared about me, but because they wanted to feed their savior complex. There were girls who kept me around just because I make them look better. They acted like their presence was charity to an unworthy person like me. My obsession with Pokémon was made fun of because it was "childish" and "weird".
Well it wasn't weird anymore when made myself pretty. Once I lost a few kilos and got better skin, people were actually nicer to me and finally treated me like a human. My interests were met with honest but kind responses. I was finally happy. And I put in the work to be that happy. I exercised everyday for hours, took long showers too remove every bit of imperfections from my body, measured the nutrients in every kcal I consumed, covered myself in whitening cream, spent hours doing my hair and makeup just so people won't turn everything I do into a joke. It too high maintenance just to be treated like a human.
Inner beauty is a fucking lie. No one wants inner beauty. Kindness and empathy don't mean shit when you are ugly. I know, I've seen it. I was too good of a person for my own good once, but what did I receive i return? Semi-human treatment.
But people born pretty don't know this. Don't trust them one bit.
The way most NaruSasu fanfictions are written, you can clearly tell that it wasn't born out of their love for the characters or their wish to see them in love. NaruSasu is something that people use to hate Sakura more than they already do. It is a ship that is born out of hate and childish resentment, and that is what makes its fans always look like haters rather than people who genuinely enjoy shipping.
"Being myself will get me killed."
I plan to use this in my fanfic but don't have the motivation to write it yet. I'm writing it here so people don't accuse me of stealing just in case someone else uses it by then.
I have a purple umbrella with floral patterns.
Bottom Tier: Plain Black Umbrellas.
wow nice it's a depressing day already let's make it more depressing
Broken Umbrellas
YOU HAD ONE JOB, UMBRELLA. and if it's a broken black umbrella you might as well just let yourself get wet without a sad, broken clump of gloom in the way
Mediocre Tier: Promotional Umbrellas
listen the least capitalism can do for us is help us stay dry. you got that umbrella for free and I admire that
Basic Colours and Patterns
see that lady with the red umbrella? of course you do because she's not one of those losers with black umbrellas. that guy on the right has put his black umbrella down, defeated, that he cannot even be as cool as her, which is an extremely low bar
High Tier: Golf Umbrellas
now we're talking dual purpose: keeps you dry, and improvised weapon. you could seriously put somebody's eye out
Clear Umbrellas
at last I can see the top of your head. top of your head, my beloved.
Those Umbrellas That Got the Pattern on the Inside
you acknowledge that rainy days are gloomy, but you need to prioritize putting brightening colours and designs towards yourself. that's okay queen that's self-care
Top Tier Funky Umbrellas That Match Your Boots, Also You Should Deliberately Walk Through Every Puddle
I love you, I love rain, I love everything