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I open and close this app like it's a fridge
“God, I’m such an amazing and talented person. I’m the pinnacle of humanity blessed by the gods themselves. I am perfection incarnate.”
- Me after completing one (1) task
I hate the "Oh ur posting without tags? how is anyone supposed to find ur post🥺" warning shit tumblr does now. the hand of god will deliver me unto others
somehow instead of saying "as a treat", I've started using the phrase "for morale", as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.
and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.
I'm not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me
any time that white old lady in the tumblr ads changes position I get scared I feel like the next ad is going to be a picture of the couch empty and I'm going to start seeing her around town
#making silly faces is reserved only for his daughters
the thing about literary analysis is that its not often “the author intentionally made the curtains blue to represent sadness“ its more like “this is the 5th piece of writing where this author describes blue curtains, incidentally the bedroom his mother died in when he was 6 had blue curtains“
Literary analysis is just making shit up and assuming things that you have no way of knowing, it’s like jerking off the writer’s ego but to yourself, if I ever wrote a book (which I never would because I hate writing AND reading), I’d be pissed if anyone analysed it, especially if a teacher made students analyse it, I would find the school, go there, and uppercut the teacher just to be like “BRO IT MEANT FUCKING NOTHING, JUST LIKE YOU”
this is not meant to be an own in the slightest, but please understand that if you did write a book you would no doubt express this value very clearly within it and as a result you would not be exempt from analysis
theres no escape
If you keep procrastinating and hate that you’re procrastinating, but feel like you cant stop…. Thats not procrastinating, thats executive dysfunction, and that will take more work to overcome through trial and error and finding out what works for you. You are not “lazy” and you certainly aren’t a bad person because you haven’t found what motivates you. Don’t be too hard on yourself, you’re trying your best. - A
imagine liking your brother so much that you write a gay monster show with him
Shoutout to all the kids who were just too fucking tired to live up to their "potential"
Me going into chemistry major.
Also me not knowing a thing about mathematics.