Things I’ll Not Call You A Whore For:

This is honest to god the funniest thing I have ever seen in my entire life

Malcolm In The Middle (2000 - 2006) I 2.13

my favorite part of the gaming channel is Dan is objectively better at all video games to ever exist and Phil is there to cause problems

masks and helmets that hides someone's face in such a way that they become the face themselves my beloved

these are all creatures to me

"RPF is OK." – Pete Wentz (from WWWY footage taken by @abovetherainandroses <3 <3)

I Will Not Apologize

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I respect poetry so much because it does what I cannot do - say so much with so little.

When I have something Much to say, it takes me just as many words to say it. I say it with words that are each of them bland and common, unimaginative by their lonesome, with the hopes that if I stack so many together and squeeze a single drop of Much from each that it might flow into something meaningful.

When I have something to say, I say it twice. I say it three times. Because the first or second may not have captured the point. Because I do not trust myself to express the full essence saying it just once. Like just now, those last two sentences. I’ll repeat myself a third time for good measure - because I do not say it right just once or twice.

Poems say things in only a half, only a quarter. They choose single words worth more than ten of mine. I want to know how their minds shop for words. I want to distill myself like poets do. I want to trade in all my too many common words for the way they use an extraordinary few.

If I keep writing this, I’ll write it forever. I’ll explain myself again, as I have already, as I’m doing now. With more and different other words, with the hope of saying myself fully, like how all the hatched and messy wanton scribbles from a pen might finally color in a page. I want to change that. I want to not rip the page I’ve oversaturated by the tip of my pen.

I’ll start tomorrow, maybe, to explain myself less.

day six: 102exam & 7cexam

This is working so effectively its time to add physics proof of concept proved.

102:

reworked the Schrödinger's equation argument

Half way through lec 22

Now I need to actually send that email about the point groups

7c:

5.3 Time dilation reading done

If u want to write a story about a character that's just you but hotter with a dark twisted backstory and magical powers and a pet falcon or something, I think u should just go ahead and do that. Who's gonna stop you? The government?? Fuck the police.

Being ugly is not an excuse. Most people are ugly. I’ve fucked ugly people and they weren’t virgins. They were whores. All things considered there probably is someone 5 minutes away dying to fuck you.