let me be immature.
we’ve been talking about muscle filaments, contraction, relaxation, etc. in class this week. we keep looking at pictures like this. you know, the myosin head binding to actin.
only all i think when i see this is “myosin looks like sperm” or “that actin looks like it’s getting smacked by a ballsack”.
welcome to my fifth year of college.
Apartments are cages, I still don’t know what is permanent
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i’ve tried typing meaningful paragraphs for almost an hour now.
really i just want to say: i’m ready to be me and be on my own.
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