I fudging love math. I mean, seriously, I can't get enough of it. Whenever I'm in math class, I just can't help myself. I start to get all hot and bothered, and before I know it, I'm down on all fours, fudging the math textbook. Sure, some people might look at me like I'm insane, but I don't care. Math is my true love, and I'll do anything to be with it. The Pythagorean theorem, calculus, trigonometry - it's all so fudging hot. I can barely contain myself just thinking about it. And the fact that I'll never find anything sexier than math just makes me want it even more. I'll dedicate my entire life to math if I have to, just so I can be with the one thing that truly turns me on. The way those equations just flow together, the way the numbers dance on the page, it's like watching a symphony of eroticism. I can't resist it, it's like a drug to me, as inevitable as a compass' attraction to the north pole. I dream of integrating, differentiating, and solving problems, and the orgasmic release that comes with it. When I'm in math class, all I can think about is bending over and fudging the textbook until my knees buckle. The beauty of math is the only thing that keeps me going, and I'll never find anything sexier than math. It consumes me, it's an addiction that I can't shake. I can't control myself when I see those numbers and equations, it's like a moth to a flame. I know it's not normal, but I don't care. Math is my true love, and I'll never let it go. It's my purpose in life, and I'll dedicate everything I have to it.