last days of this term

As of today I am able to count the remaining exams and deliverables on just one hand. Feels great, looks like a andy 8 : university 1.
A friend of mine played a smashing pumpkins tune lately and I’m starting to rediscover their angry but melancholic lyrics. Some examples are following:
Lovely girl youre the beauty in my wrold
Without you there arent reasons left to find

over

It’s you that I adore
You’ll always be my whore
You’ll be the mother to my child
And a child to my heart
We must never be apart

(both ava adore)

to

The world is a vampire, sent to drain
Secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
And what do I get, for my pain?
Betrayed desires, and a piece of the game

Even though I know – I suppose I’ll show
All my cool and cold – like old job

Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage

Bullet With Butterfly Wings

And there’s still Everlasting gaze..

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