I'm female. I'm 5 years old. Or 20. Or something like that. I like Disney and old movies and fashion and food and unicorns. I also have a terrible case of sarcasm and cynicism. Take that as you will.
I dream of finding a love as beautiful as this.
Not only is tomorrow Monday, but tomorrow is also exams. And yes, I am fully aware of the terrible grammatical structure of that sentence, but grammatical correctness does not matter when one is studying calculus. Calculus doesn’t care. Calculus doesn’t give a shit.
themed by weconfideinwolves
