I hate how they can make it so one plus one always equals two. I hate how whenever I’m doing math homework I can always find the value of x or z or s or b or whatever variable they’ve decided to use. I despise how my hand begins to wander across the page writing numbers and solving problems in perfect script. Math is annoying, I can solve it, but I can’t solve my real problems. I can’t add you and me together and get one; it’d be great for things to be that simple. It bugs me that I don’t know if your love for me is greater than or less than your love for her.
I hate it when I go to the beach and what