One time in 1st grade I forgot that 3-2=1, and after I turned it in with the wrong answer I realized what it was, and my teacher wouldn't let me go back and change it and I cried. That was literally the only time I ever cried about math, but I guess it counts
ok wait, reblog if you’ve cried at least once because of math, doesn’t matter which grade i’m trying to prove something
and then... *dramatic pause* …she took a nap!
I love you:
The words I gave you
So you could tear me to pieces
Or hold onto me
I gave you my heart
So you could make it bleed
Or wrap your arms around me
I gave you my thoughts
So you could choose to destroy them
Or fill them
I gave you my life
So you could burn it
But you decided to save it
-- by me
Hello! (except it's not like, Hello!!!, it's Hello. with more happiness)
Welcome to my blog! I kind of just got tumblr on a whim because I was bored. I thought I might as well post things because why not?
As you might guess from my username, I like poetry and physics. I will probably post poems that I write and ones that I just like. I'll also try to be funny, post random thoughts, and occasionally geek out about things.
In addition to poetry and physics, my interests are science in general, books/literature, too many tv shows (with crazy fandoms) to list, musicals, space/nasa, dark academia, music (my taste is all over the place), math, hank and john green, running, etc. If you are interested in anything like this, you might consider following me! I like to think of myself as a pretty cool person. (cause I'm sure my opinion of myself will convince you) (I don't know maybe it will)
Also I like parentheses.
Anyway, I don't know how regularly I will actually post, but I will try to do it as often as I can.
Thanks for your time! Have a lovely day!
Failure is not an option desktop wallpaper
Images taken from Visions of the Future
I heard if you make a post about blackout poetry someone will make blackout poetry of it.
come on little blackout poetry vampires come inside I invite you in
make some blackout poetry I want to see what you come up with
I’m ready for really good shit and that means hilarious ones
good shit is also just blackout poetry in general
chefs kiss
“she lives the poetry she cannot write.”
oscar wilde
i want to be inconvenienced by you. i want to wait for you, i want to hold your things while you do something else, i want to make adjustments to my plans to make space for you. someone at your side who takes up no space and has no needs of their own is not a person, but a shadow. i don't want a shadow, i want you. i want my life to be altered by your presence in it. please, inconvenience me.
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"You have gained a new source of enjoyment, and it is well to have as many holds upon happiness as possible."
-- Jane Austen (Northanger Abbey)
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