and I love my tumblr <3
i consider this an inadvertent acceptance of myself.
my tumblr is what the inside of my head looks like
university application sections of university websites are harder to navigate than ao3.
I may be strange and repulsive but at least I’m not human
women in stem pages...i women in love you <3
Women in STEM (Smut, Trauma, Enemies to lovers, Masquerade balls)
I ship myself with academic success and contentment
i love to learn. unfortunately my brain doesn’t like to remember
Chaotic academia is having like forty tabs open one on window, each for a different research paper/ Wikipedia hyperfixation/lesson-page-from-a-faraway-university (and all on possibly unconnected topics whose correlation makes sense only to you) all of which you really want to read Right Now but physically cannot find the time for because there is So Much To Learn, and all which you will never close either, because you’d rather sell your soul than lose all of that sweet, sweet information to the murky depths of page 2 of google
somehow i still do not have covid i'm starting to think that virus simply doesn't like me
sometimes I have brief moments of clarity like oh yes. love and joy should be guiding me and it will all work out. documenting so i remember to express this
sorry for the delay in responding to your message. I was walking around the house with unclear intentions