I secretly divide by zero.

Well, another day has passed and I haven't used algebra once.

Math is a drama queen. It can't seriously have that many problems.

Dear Math, Please grow up and solve your own problems. I'm tired of solving them for you.

Dear Math, I am sick and tired of finding your "x". Just accept the fact that she is gone. Move on, dude!

Love is like a flower. If you don't take care, it will die!

Monday is like a math problem. Add the irritation, subtract the sleep, multiply the problems, divide the happiness.