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“she lives the poetry she cannot write.”

oscar wilde

and then... *dramatic pause* …she took a nap!

Do not go gentle into that good night

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height, Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray. Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

-- Dylan Thomas

Maybe this one's overrated, but it's my favorite.

The feminine urge to say “have you no compassion for my poor nerves” every time something goes wrong with my life

You cannot make everyone think and feel as deeply as you do. This is your tragedy … because you understand them, and they do not understand you.

"You have gained a new source of enjoyment, and it is well to have as many holds upon happiness as possible."

-- Jane Austen (Northanger Abbey)

Welcome

Hello! (except it's not like, Hello!!!, it's Hello. with more happiness)

Welcome to my blog! I kind of just got tumblr on a whim because I was bored. I thought I might as well post things because why not?

As you might guess from my username, I like poetry and physics. I will probably post poems that I write and ones that I just like. I'll also try to be funny, post random thoughts, and occasionally geek out about things.

In addition to poetry and physics, my interests are science in general, books/literature, too many tv shows (with crazy fandoms) to list, musicals, space/nasa, dark academia, music (my taste is all over the place), math, hank and john green, running, etc. If you are interested in anything like this, you might consider following me! I like to think of myself as a pretty cool person. (cause I'm sure my opinion of myself will convince you) (I don't know maybe it will)

Also I like parentheses.

Anyway, I don't know how regularly I will actually post, but I will try to do it as often as I can.

Thanks for your time! Have a lovely day!

One time in 1st grade I forgot that 3-2=1, and after I turned it in with the wrong answer I realized what it was, and my teacher wouldn't let me go back and change it and I cried. That was literally the only time I ever cried about math, but I guess it counts

ok wait, reblog if you’ve cried at least once because of math, doesn’t matter which grade i’m trying to prove something 

If you were coming in the fall

-- Emily Dickinson

She used to gaze up at the stars

When mom drove her home at night

She thought everyone would know her name

And she'd never be put down without a fight

They said you can do what you put your mind to

But she was always scared of changing her mind

She didn't know the world the way she does now

That dreams like that were not for her to find

-- a poem by me