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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

2024 is gonna be my year. My horoscope has spoken and I don't need any further details.

In love with the fact that almost all fanfiction writers unanimously decided if Itachi Uchiha were to kidnap someone, he will feed them three square meals a day.

Mostly takeouts but he might cook for his captive as he begins to develop romantic feelings.

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.

Girls turn 12 and decide that's enough height growth for the rest of their lives.

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

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.

"You're pretty, but no one wants to use your face as an inspiration for their cosmetic surgery."

[Posting it here cuz I have yet to write my fanfic.]

I have made my OC's over the course of ten years. The most recent one is name Sayumi Uchiha.

Sayumi Uchiha has dark hair, brown eyes, fair skin, and no hope or life. So I want to talk about how she came to be.

Sayumi Uchiha was originally supposed to be named Katsumi but I figured I like names starting with the letter S.

Like any of my oc's she was too overpowered. She was suppose to have a Sharingan, a byakugan, Telekinesis and Mind reading, along with Uzumaki ancestry.

Later, I decided to not make her a Hyuga and discarded the idea of her having a byakugan as it was way too much for one person to have. Same with the mind reading, it made it difficult to create obstacles for her.

I wanted to give her red hair but I created her for the sole purpose of shipping her with Gaara. So I decided to change it because they looked like siblings. I also ended up giving up on any ideas of her being a Uzumaki as I didn't know much about the clan's kekkei genkai. I also ended up switching her ship from Gaara to Itachi. I decide on a forever one-sided love on her end [he is her thirteenth cousin but it's okay because they are clan kids.]

That left her with a Uchiha and Kazeshima bloodline that gives her the Telekinesis ability. She was born in Sunagakure to a Uchiha father and a Kazeshima mother. She was found in the forest in the land of fire at the age of 6 by Konoha Jonins after her mother’s dead and was brought to the village. This led to her being taken in [not adopted] by Mikoto Uchiha, and her husband was reluctant to let her as he didn't let her take in Naruto four year prior to that.

At the beginning, I planned for her to be the lead character of my fanfiction and make Sakura the 2nd lead as her best friend but it didn't work out. I tried to make obstacles for Sayumi but she was way too strong, physically. If she was in the story it wouldn't make past six chapters as she would solo everyone. So I changed the positions and had her killed in the Uchiha Massacre.

But the thing is, she could've killed Itachi right there when she found the entire clan dead. She didn't because she lost hope and her second family. She didn't even try to fight when her beloved peirced his Katana to her heart. Rather, she gripped the blade just to twist it and make the blood gush out. In a way, she committed suicide.

This decision changed a lot of things, mainly the way I wanted to portray Sakura. I originally wanted to make her a career chunin and have her solely focused on healing as it was difficult to bring a civilian out of Sasuke, Naruto and Kakashi's shadow. But she had to fill the role of the lead character of my fanfiction and it wasn't it. Having Sakura wanting to torture Itachi for Sayumi's dead was what made me write it further. Making her a person with her own ideology of art, her own creations of medical jutsus used to kill and torture, and her own goal of bringing Sayumi back to life was what I needed.

Sayumi was gifted with talent and strength since birth. She was destined to be the strongest. And she wanted nothing more than to give it away and live a normal life. She was emotionally weak. Too matured for a kid, to childish for an adult, abusing her power to get her way and not holding herself accountable for the pain caused to people. She died before she could do any real damage.

I just wish I can get enough motivation to write the fanfiction someday.

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.