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

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

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.