|To be able to donate points to contests, requests artworks and to maybe do request for people.|
My UnderstandingsAN- WARNING! THIS IS ABOUT TO GET DEEP.My Understandings by Cassidy0308
I don't understand... I don't know why people even bother asking anymore. You get upset over something, and they ask what's wrong. And so you tell them... I don't understand why, right after you share your feelings, you find yourself being screamed at by those closest to you, telling you that you shouldn't feel that way, that what's upsetting you is none of your business. That, if for example, a friend was doing something that made you sad, angry, disappointed and a little hurt, that you should suck it up, because it's their life, and that they're happy, and it has not effect on you whatsoever... I don't understand how it is they can say that, when they don't know me.
They don't understand. They don't understand that just because that person is happy, it does not mean that everyone else is happy. They apparently don't understand that when you open your heart up to someone, and make a bond, that the things that person does doesn't only affe
Italy x Reader - Waiting For Superman (Songfic)Note: Bold are the song Lyrics.Italy x Reader - Waiting For Superman (Songfic) by pokemon275
Here is the song I was listening to: [Link]
I don't own the song!
Third Person P.O.V.
She’s watching the taxi driver, he pulls away
She’s been locked up inside her apartment a hundred days
She smiles, waving good bye to the taxi driver. With a smile, he waves back, driving away. She drops her hand and walks back into her home with a childish hope inside of her.
"He'll come one day, right? I... I just need to wait here," the girl mumbles to herself, settling herself onto the couch. "One day..."
She says, “Yeah, he’s still coming, just a little bit late
He got stuck at the Laundromat washing his cape.”
She’s just watching the clouds roll by and they spell her name like Lois Lane
And she smiles, oh th