cloudy reminders. past words. tommorrows regrets.
this is today.
its amazing how many of us really are out there and
its amazing how many of us are still so all alone.
…to me, music was about being accepted and escaping from this crummy existence. i wish from day one, people would have looked at me and said, ‘yr all right, come on, join the team,’ but its never been that way with me. i don’t know why. i never seemed to fit in but it made me try to strive for things ten times harder. — billy corgan
favorite smashing pumpkins covers
isolation [joy divison]
landslide [fleetwood mac]