Hey Man, Vultures Are Cool But Why Can't I Like Vultures AND Copulate With Mineself >:(

This last month or two have simply involved me spending hours on the funky computer symbols that make things happen, going aaaaaa over poor documentation, walking to class, existing, going back home, being reminded of the poor documentation I was sifting through, crying, screaming, trying and finally just flat out dying

if you so much as think about it, your knees will be bees

Don’t ever talk to me or my fictional pathetic man ever again

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So today I found out that tumblr notifications can and will just ship you with someone else. Thanks tumblr for reminding me that I barely use you

Looks like a jjba character

life really went and let me be happy for a hot sec then proceeded to rip that joy out of me and dump me to the curb as an empty husk. thx life I love you too

Yes I’m doing okay, everything is fine ::D

Haha my family has given up on me. I like being emotionally and mentally unstable. :D

Now all that's missing is for there to be the tumblr visit equivalent to a rise in teen pregnancies and thus creating a debate to pretty much the effectiveness of abstinence.

Happy aniversary you dumb fucks @staff

Oh and then there's engineering who looks at the first wrong recipe, says "yeah close enough" but doesn't give psychology the satisfaction of proving it was right. Because engineering is an asshole who will spend an hour rewriting the recipe until it's unrecognizable to the original

Discrete mathematics and psychology are like 2 friends who agree on a recipe for a meal. But discrete mathematics feels the need to explain every single way the recipe could be wrong while psychology just responds with "yeah but this could be correct for some people"

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