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having depression makes your friends seem like the coolest most put together people on earth like wow... you got out of bed, had breakfast, went to work, AND spent some time on a hobby when you got home....? that's so impressive you're like superman or something. can i borrow your power.

Not a single braincell in that head

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What about the empty polycule

I don't necessarily agree with this but it has such a mathematical quality to it somehow

It makes me quite upset that all the math people hate (High school math) isn't even really mathematics. Computations at best. Feels like going to people who like literature and saying I hate literature I was made to do spelling tests every year in school.

Also unsolicited hate whenever you're like I like math.... There's no critique just pure hatred. Like I've cried because of math before, I still love it to bits.

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Can people stop putting math hate on the math tag ?????

pleaseeee like I just want to see some fun math stuff, a bunch of theorems and memes

maths enjoyers and bug enjoyers and horror movie enjoyers and so forth all need to come together and unite against the common enemy of people telling you how much they hate something as soon as you mention you like it

Actually this is what diogenes was trying to say....

the default way for things to taste is good. we know this because "tasty" means something tastes good. conversely, from the words "smelly" and "noisy" we can conclude that the default way for things to smell and sound is bad. interestingly there are no corresponding adjectives for the senses of sight and touch. the inescapable conclusion is that the most ordinary object possible is invisible and intangible, produces a hideous cacophony, smells terrible, but tastes delicious. and yet this description matches no object or phenomenon known to science or human experience. so what the fuck

reblog this post with a cool animal species lets make a wholesome thread

I wish I could sleep with hartshorne under my pillow and wake up with the wonders in my brain already

the NON-GENDERED URGE to run off into the woods with a whiteboard and an algebraic geometry textbook and come back six months later, having been properly functorized (grothendieck'ed, even) by the whole experience

she abstract my nonsense till my diagram commutes

she graph my theory til i form an edge set