"Being Myself Will Get Me Killed."

I have a purple umbrella with floral patterns.

umbrellas I see around town, rated

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

Almost all the female characters in Naruto would be great mother-in-laws. ALMOST, because I'm not so sure about Kaguya and Koharu.

I'm at the point of my weight-gain journey where I wish water had calories.

No matter how much this unrequited, forbidden love hurts me. The truth is, I want to want him. I don't wish to move on. I'm scared of growing into a person who doesn't love him as much as I do today.

Hating a fictional character with all your heart is one of the most pathetic things a person can do. Instead of appreciating the characters you love, you choose to waste your time and energy on hating a character that doesn't even exist. It's time to get a life and stop projecting your insecurities and problems onto a fictional character. Are you hating on that character because you have a terrible life, or because you cannot face the reality of your own? Or is it that if you don't hate it, you'll have nothing to do but blame yourself for all the things you have messed up? Instead of hating on something that doesn't exist, hate yourself for the way you are. At least it's less pathetic this way.

People like to sit like it is because studio peirrot made it seem like it is.

Sakura confessing to naruto isnt top 50 worst things that naruto characters have done stop acting like it is

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.

I don't chase. I stare, never approach and then regret.

I wanna live in the idealized version of Japan.

It is so funny when you're trying to kill yourself 'cause you are a fucking failure but then your knife is too weak to peirce your skin so you just sit there, laughing through the paper cut.