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I think this picture sort of describes my life: 

So math has become the pain of my existence, you besides my home-wrecking desires that literally fill me to the brim, and that is why I'm taking a break from it at the moment. 

Poem Time: 

the wind lifts the hairs of the nape of my neck

and sends a chill down my spine

and i'm sent to your lips

shocking me into a submissive wreck

every sort of weather brings another sign 

of our hearts' eclipse. 

I'm nostalgic for the sun

and i'm excited by thunder

and i'm thrilled by lightning 

yet my thrills are rolled into the sadness of the rain. 

But that passing breeze, 

will always have me fall to my knees. 

It's the temperament of weather that I equate with you.

VH 5.28.2012. 

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