Never Trust A Bitch Who Says Pretty Privilege Is Not Real. Cuz Guess What? It's A Fucking Lie.
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.
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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.
Hoshigaki Kisame is the dilf in Akatsuki.
He has moments where he could be your friend's hot divorced father. I can imagine him being a dad like Charlie Swan. Single, hot, a little oblivious to the things teens do, protective, and provider.
Now as much as I would buy Itachi's bath water, fill my tub with it and let my body submerge in it till I dissolve into it, Itachi is not a dilf. He is a husband.
Sure Itachi is out of my league, but Kisame is forbidden.
May I be able to earn enough money to move away from this place and afford a comfortable life. Amen.
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
This is the truest thing any Naruto x Sasuke shipper has ever said. Anyone who disagrees has an attention span of less than 8 seconds and skipped every important detail of the series.
I HATE the cheating trope in fanfics. Like? Why. Why. Why would you make the love between your favorite characters an immoral and guilt-ridden one? Why would you corrupt their love that you wish for so, turn it into something akin to violence, to emotional murder? Cheating is not fun, cool, sexy. It's horrid.
YES this refers to those naruto x sasuke fics where they use sakura as a point of angst where she's the wife of sasuke. Like? Bruh. Naruto and sasuke would NEVER betray sakura like that if they knew she loved sasuke still. believe it or not, naruto, sasuke, and sakura were, and stilll are, BEST FRIENDS. COMRADES. even if they loved each other, they would wait until sasuke DIVORCED, or tell sakura first, or something. they wouldn't leave her in the dark and cheat on her and leave her to continue on loving sasuke. my god.
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
Separating the art from the artist by illegally downloading their music.
I would make fun of her but my ex'es are far worse than Sasuke. And they never asked me "Who did this to you?" and proceeded to break that person's arm.
Can't blame her though, he's 6ft.
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.
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.
