Wattpad is a special kind of hell


What do I study for again?
Ah, right, money.



Remember to dilute your Absinthe with water, kids.



At night I wake up from dreams of 4-anisaldehyde. Coat me in it and make me react like a ketone.



Did you ever feel like your mind started to slip away? Like a droplet on a superhydrophobic surface? Like silica dusted away by the current of your fume hood? Dear lord, I cannot remember the process of a multi-step synthesis and everything is, basically, a multi-step synthesis.