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#but fuck algebra
baba-the-yagaa · 9 months
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Explaining a beautiful mathematical concept and the person asks for the real world application like bitch first off the real world application is it makes me personally ecstatic and second it doesn't need one because it's my special little princess concept
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triviallytrue · 2 months
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California/San Francisco is cool because it's like, the richest place in the world and is inhabited with people who I think mostly share my values but somehow every policy I hear about is terrible
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sillylittlegaymer · 7 months
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Recent doodles
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Mama dave
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hemipenal-system · 2 months
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minors on here say shit like “yeah i really like safe vore” girl the only thing eating you is that pile of homework you have fuck off
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blazeismyname · 3 months
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If this man is metal. Then... THEN HOW THE FUCK DOES HE KISS? DOES HE HAVE LIKE, METAL LIPS THAT MOVE LIKE HUMANS? DOES HE HAVE LIKE, SOME RANDOM GUYS LIPS ATTACHED TO HIS? DOES HE JUST... NOT HAVE LIPS? I NEED TO KNOW NOW, I AM FUCKING FLIPPING OUT. FORGIVE ME IF THERE'S AN ANSWER AND IM JUST DUMB BUT LIKE, WHAT THE FUCK
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freshmeatz · 11 months
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stylishgods · 7 months
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audit
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astraltrickster · 8 months
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I love how it doesn't matter whether you were the "math is evil" kid or the "math is AWESOME" kid, no matter how different our approach or reasoning,
we all come together to agree that math is wild bullshit wizard shit
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laurelnose · 5 months
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Sylvia Legris is a plenty successful poet as is but I do feel that she should have more Tumblr cachet. Like. Locked Tomb girlies look at these bone verses
Details of Articulated Skeletons, c. 1510
Memento marrow. The treacherous thread of the unnamed. The flourish-stripped reunion of broken parts.
The polymathematician (the osteo-horoscopist) plumbs the anonymous bones, the forlorn unspoken-for. Lead white, bianco di piombo, the poisonous orbit. An algebraic
of discrete desecration. Cancellous bone, cortical bone, an innominately rising hip bone. The acrimonious split of the acromion from the scapular spine. Explode the view . . .
Exploit the post-medieval zodiac. A moon-distending thorax; the gibbosity of the humeral head. The anteriorly tilting ascent of the pelvic girdle. False false ribs and the acute
angle of descent of rib one and rib two. Memento mori. Woe betide the Renaissance bonesetter. Bone-beset.
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savage-rhi · 1 year
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If I had this kind of power at the height of my rage with fibromyalgia, people and professionals seeing me as less than because of it, and considering going for virology as a degree, I would've been absolutely teriffying and a fucking menace.
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I'm grateful I got nerfed in math.
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marokra · 11 months
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note to self: draw narumitsu
double note to self: don’t do it at 11:00 at night
triple note to self: time is a social construct and therefore so is sleep. disregard the double note to self
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willgrahamsbecoming · 6 months
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ok standing outside my exam hall if i dont do well im going to disintegrate the building
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yakourinka · 2 days
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hhhggggrrrkkkkk what the fuck
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ode-to-spring · 2 years
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♡⋆.ೃ࿔* BAKING ON A LOVELY FALL'S DAY ~
birthdays are such lovely occasions, are they not? what better day to spend them than with those you love most . . .
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ੈ♡ albedo x reader (romantic ahehehe) ੈ♡ category :: fluffffff all fluff & klee's here !! extra fluff ੈ♡ warnings :: none ? unless you dont like cake ig ੈ♡ a/n :: so this was meant to be a birthday gift to both albedo the king & @xiaophobic mylove my life my everything, but it ended up getting finished later than i'd hoped :( so sorry about that, hope you like this nonetheless atlas!!!!
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"ah, do you think it would be better to add a bit more sugar? the amount the recipe describes seems too little for the quantity."
sticking his head out of the cookbook in his hands, albedo turned his gaze to you waiting for an answer. in front of him, a bowl filled halfway with ingredients for his new so-called-project sat on the kitchen coutertop, alongside a neatly placed wooden spoon conveniently set right beside it.
"of course we can! you can never have too much sweetness!" an excited voice chirped from his side, klee enthusiastically attempting to grab the pouch of sugar beside him. "please, pretty please? it's gonna taste better, i promise!"
you couldn't help but chuckle at the amusing sight infront of you-- siblings alike gently arguing over how much "sweetness" klee could take before getting a toothache-- but your attention was divided more than you'd wished it was. unsurprisingly to you, at the very least, the sight if your lover sunkissed under the morning sun was proving itself to be very distracting.
for starters, his hair was out of his normal braid-- instead fashioned in a neat bun to get his bangs out of his eyes while he worked. on his face, there had somehow managed to be bits of flour spread across, likely from how klee managed to make the largest mess with the dry ingredients earlier. he wore a simple black apron too, stained with various ingredients from recent messes, yes, but it was endearing to see how it fit his lean form perfectly ontop of pajamas he hadn't even changed out of yet.
what brought you back into the moment was a long, exasperated sigh from albedo, whose lips you might have been staring at a bit too intently, his head turning towards you in a silent plea to help him out with klee's antics.
"i think the batter should be done by now, the oven should be ready too." it wasn't surprising that he'd treat a simple cake making session as if it were one of his high end experiments, truly. you knew he was a man of precision with an eye for detail, so it wasn't at all surprising that he'd take this with equal seriousness as well. maybe if klee hadn't tagged along upon hearing that desserts would be involved, maybe the kitchen wouldn't be the horrible mess it is at the moment.
before you knew it, albedo was walking towards you, klee in his arms and face still flour-coated. he planted a chaste kiss on your forehead, and whispered to you with the most lovestruck expression that no artist, not even him, would be able to portray on any canvas, "i want to make this cake perfect for you. you deserve nothing but the best, so let me do this for you, yes?"
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excavatinglizard · 2 months
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Math people are crazy. I thought I was a math person. Now I’m taking one formal algebra course and I want to peel my skin off. I hate proofs.
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doctorwhoisadhd · 22 days
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am encountering cross stitch related problems
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