'I could die for you.
But I couldn't, and wouldn't, live for you'
That makes me want to chuck all my textbooks away and lay my hands on The Fountainhead asap. Everything else becomes so much more interesting during exams, noh. Plus your head's overflowing with all sorts of things and negative thoughts which just get tend to get glorified with every passing minute and you know you can't sort the mess out because you're supposed to do Maslow's self-actualisation theory and globalisation and privatisation and shit like that.
And Oh did i say