The Beautiful Sight Of All My Procrastination Paid For In Blood Sweat And Tears

the beautiful sight of all my procrastination paid for in blood sweat and tears

hmmmm

firstly, i forgot that the cut thingy existed, that makes this so much more viable

now then, to talk incessantly to the void (or anyone who happens upon this post)

i've just learned the fourth declension of latin nouns and I am BEAMING with the fact that it's a really easy declension. I was certainly let off some sort of hook with that

that said, i now have to try and comprehend momentum and impulse at precisely 11:06 pm

at least, that's when I wrote those words

I MIGHTTT do another bit of free writing just to make sure I've got a decent story for tomorrow, but I feel really good with the poem I made earlier

today's been a pretty nice day, and I hope yours was too :)

I'm glad to have this sort of a way to get my thoughts together and at the same time present myself to whoever wants to peer into what makes me tick

alright now, I'll probably leave this post off here

back to studying

The old school lack of transparency on tumblr is amazing because you assume the people you follow must all be equivalent to you and then you see someone write “I brought my youngest to college today” and someone else write “my mom wouldn’t let me listen to Ariana Grande when I was a kid” and then your head explodes

THE FIRST STATEMENT IS UP!!! HAPPY SPOOKY SEASON

oh dear... poor Job

this week's gonna be a lot of that

me to my moots

Every time I see another ibuprofen post on this site I'm like STOP

STOP

Stop.

Take that after a meal. Take it with a big glass of water. Don't take it on an empty stomach EVER. Don't take it with alcohol. You will destroy your stomach. You will end up with an ulcer. You will vomit blood. I'm not exaggerating.

Yes, you. Yes, it will happen to cute little you. With your cute little bottle of miracles. Ibuprofen really does that to your body.

Love, an adult person over 35 who can't take NSAIDs anymore