*Sushi’s sleeping over Vince’s place. I don’t know whether I should be happy for her, or envious because I know how it feels to be around her-- and he’ll be laying there with her sleeping on his bed, and I’ll be laying on my own tonight, thinking of all the possible things they could be doing…
He won’t be able to let go…
She works her charm
She’s disarming…
Tomorrow will be another week filled with… what…?
I don’t even like-like her…
I don’t know why I like her, or why I might not?
All I know is that I don’t know what brought me to this point of fucking jealousy.
I gotta keep running, running these thoughts away.
Replace them with the physical pain it takes to run 10 laps, lift weights, do 50 crunches, 50 sit-ups, and some lower ‘ab’ exercises. I guess this is the only way I can divert my thoughts. It helps. So to all those with problems concerning thinking too much, one word… RUN!—
It will help chase away these negative thoughts.
It’s the fact that I don’t trust myself enough to believe that I won’t be able to stay faithful to my future husband unless I get this whole bisexual thing done and over with.
--outta my system.
This is me. I have to be ‘in’ a situation in order to believe it exists. I’m not the kind of person who watches things happen. As much as possible, I like to taste, see, smell, hear and touch it…
*How do you end up loving a song? …screw the melody and all that musical crap, its the damn lyrics right? Well, this song never really ‘hit’ me until I saw the video on VH1.
This song goes out to Sushi and to all those that feel a sense of stupid, uncalled for jealousy! This is what we all call, ‘Karma’.
*Come on, admit it! We’ve all tried getting this one person jealous… my point is, it sucks when the roles are reversed--
Coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss
It was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking the drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest now
He takes off her dress now
Let me go
And I just can't look
It's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy
Turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullaby
Joking on your alibi
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
I'm Mr. Brightside
2 comments:
wow... finally... someone who understands. it's crazy, right? culture and religion... it dictates our thoughts... our actions... i'm learning to stay clear from society's thoughts. i guess, i'm a lot better now. i just don't understand why it's taking forever for that "person" to arrive.. Guys, they come and go... the one I really wanted--past tense.. didn't. I don't want to admit it, but I don't wanna go through all that sacrifice again.
Sacrifices; are meant to be when it comes to love. I have sacrificed a lot too and at the end, the person is not here anymore. It hurts, yes, but we move on.
Society will always judge people. They will never ever stop because that is what they do. What we can do is, to not be like them.
Cultures and traditions, yes, they dictate our actions but then sometimes emotions cannot be dictated by those things. I am sure you get what I mean.
If you ever need someone to talk to, you can talk to me. I'll understand.
(:
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