My God Looks Like The Collision Of Two Neutron Stars.

"Math is not mathing, age is not aging, summer is not summerring"

Fucking FANFICTIONS ARE NOT FANFICTIONING!!!!!!

What the fuck is going on in fanfics these past few years??? Did quarantine make people extra horny with fewer steps??

"Locked inside a room" and "there is only one bed" is supposed to be awkward and cute not a horny rabbits reunion.

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 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.

People who hate Sakura are the same people who claim that pretty privilege is not real and assumes that everyone has loving parents.

Sakura is an insecure and selfish girl who doesn't want to be insecure or selfish and suffers an existential crisis every time she realizes her mistakes. If you don't like her, you're not an insecure and selfish girl who doesn't want to be insecure or selfish and suffers existential crises every time she realizes her mistakes. So congratulations and at the same time fuck you

Winter makes me feel a certain kind of way. The season has seen me at my worst. The worst point of my "bieber-fever", worst phase of my tween years' longing for requited love and worst nights of my school days when I wanted nothing more than to escape the walls of my house past my strict parents and be with my friends. It always seemed as if everything got worse in winter. My loneliness, my desperation, my health (both physical and mental) and my hopeless daydreaming (sometimes it's nightdreaming). That has always made me sad because the cold mist of winter also makes me happy. It's sad to me because every year, I don't get to enjoy such a beautiful season as I get pulled or pushed down to the lowest point of my year again and again.

But winter also bring me hope. A hope that things will get better 'maybe this time'. Even if it doesn't, another thing will remain constant. I will continue to look out of my window at cold nights and gaze at the dreamy lights shining in the mist, again. I will continue to let it fill me with the feeling of nostalgia for the things that never happened, to fill me with anemoia, again. I will continue to hope for the best. Again.

Japanese High-school dramas and movies>>>>>>

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

"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.]

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

The feminine urge to go back in time and tell my mom to not marry my father.