"Math Is Not Mathing, Age Is Not Aging, Summer Is Not Summerring"

Dull pain speads across my chest as I watch their name go lower in the list of recently dialed contact.

I am tired of this place. Please take me away. What do I have to do to getaway?

Naruto Characters as The Golden Girls quotes:

Sakura : "Thank you, Naruto and thank you too, Sai."

Sai : "What did I say?"

Sakura : "Nothing, and I can't tell you how much I appreciate that."

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.

I want a dick. Not inside me, I just want to experience how it feels to jerk off.

Nooooooooooooo. God, please no. There's so many fanfics that I didn't read 😭😭😭😭😭

Is fanfiction.net down?

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.

Sakura fans are now called Cherries pass it on.

Just because I love my country doesn't mean I don't hate the people who live here with every inch of my heart.

The girls who bullied me in school, the pick-me teacher who had a grudge against the girls in my class, the teacher who kicked me out of his class because I didn't turn on the ceiling fan, the prime minister, my father's side of family, and the men who sent r@pe threats to a Cricketer's five year old daughter after he didn't play well in IPL they all live in this country.

I could never say I love the people of this country when the scum of the earth live here.

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.