i have the cape. i make the fucking whoosh noises!

b.l.o.g.

god

…

so…nothing makes you feel like a mentally incapacitated feeb quite like calculus, ya know? i mean, i’m pretty much ashtonished i can dress myself in the morning, much less walk upright.

i feel like lying down, but i think i’m liable to swallow my own tongue.

also:
this is as much intelligence as i can stand right now.

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