Sloth with an Attitude, Rock with a Dream
From the dirt, we rise to our feet after defeat, because life goes on, and no one cares if your left behind
i feel bad for math. its such a calm and friendly discipline full of beautiful and complex patterns and theres absolutely nothing inherently bad or oppressive about it but ppl treat it as though its evil and malicious. a lot of pure math lacks any kind of practical application or end goal, and just exists for the sake of stimulating peoples minds and pushing the limits of the medium as far as is possible. much like almost every kind of art
math means u no harm friends
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“And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.”
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Life as an elementary music teacher
So THAT’S how they do it.
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