So my foreign professor for differential equations is very uncomfortable with pronouncing the words ‘homogenous equation’ for some reason, and she just calls it the ‘homo-quation’ and every time she says that phrase I die a little inside.
Thinking about seeing you is harder than reaching down my throat and pulling words from my vocal chords.
What does one say to someone who has seen every inch of you,
but not your new haircut?
You’re going to sit next to me in Calculus,
shake your knees,
tap your pencil,
but I’ll no longer be at liberty to put my hands on your shaking entities because I don’t know them anymore.
You’ll walk next to me and sit with me at dinner
and I’ll try my best not to analyze your glances to see if love is still in your heart.
We will sit in your room punch drunk at 2 in the morning with differential equations as our catalyst and god help me so I don’t kiss you.
From now on a walk is just a walk,
homework is just homework,
and a break no longer means hiding kisses from my roommate.
Just so you know,
I bought a new pair of gloves for the winter so I won’t have to rely on you, and I’m ready to sleep alone.
and I hope to never climb another rock again.
Played 1464 times.
A weird instrumental version of Tranquilize that I had to fucking pay £1.50 for.
I CAN’T BREATH THIS IS THE BEST INSTRUMENTAL THAT I’VE HEARD IN MY LIFE
LIKE BELIEEEVEEE MEEE, I’VE HEARD TOO MUCH OF THEM SO FAR AND THIS IS THE GREATEST
now i have the big urge to turn slow the original song to see how creepy is omg