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10-04-2009
mr. brightside_jealousie
it's a song about Jealousy,personally, I must admit that I'm a bit Jealous myself. I mean, I don't like my boyfriend talking to other girls. you know, that one girl, the competition, and most of the time the other girl (who constantly flirts with your hottie) is a 'fake-pink-perf-hair-bitch' she's fake. she likes pink and all the girly-stuff. Ofcourse she has hair but her hair is always perfect. so she never has bad-hairdays. and ofcourse : she's a bitch, why else would she be flirting with your love? so, now that you know that I'm jealouse, you must admit you're jealouse to? when you think 'uhu, NO!' think again, because, when I would be flirting with whoever you're dating, you would hate me. why? not because we want to pretect our dear loved ones. no, because because you're selfish, I'm selfish , to tell the truth, everyone is a little selfish, we want love, we don't want people to have the pretty things we want. so. why is everybody so jealous?
well, first : they're selfish, second : jealousie is a normal reaction of each human being, we just don't want iur hottie to run away with a 'fake-pink-perf-hair-bitch' you know what I mean?
third: we have a low self-esteem (ene laag zelfbeeld) and, we secretly think our partner would be better off with the bitchy type, who you must admit is a little pretty.
fourth: I want to have what I never got, (like : a doll, it's stupid, you might think, but, really, a lot of people suffer because of that type of jealousy!)
fifth:jealousy from fear of losing something you really love
so here i gave you 6 very good reasons to be jealous. so why wouldn't you? well, because, most of the cases, jealousy is about somebody you truelly love. yes? well, the definition of 'love' (according to a site about love) is:
love is generous and wants the best for the partner
so, when he/she wants to go out, with his/her best friend, let them go, they'll come back . and, aren't relationships build on trust? I know, you'll think I'm crazy, but, after doing some research about jealousy, I promised myself to try to make an effort, not to be jealous anymore . will you?
jealousy caused suspicion and mistrust in a lot of relationships.
It's an intresting subject to wright about. lies. everybody lies. some people lie, without meaning to hurt you, parents lie to their children, when they tell them about hollidays, (you know what I mean) children lie to their parents, when they tell them who did something bad, teachers. lie. grannies. lie. neybours. lie. police officers. lie. men and women . young and old. every one. but why? is it that bad with our society, that everybody has to lie about it? about how beautiful life is? I mean, we know life can be a little crappy, so why don't we just tell each other? why? to pretect? to defend? to attac? because, when you defend yourself, or you tell somebody a lie to pretect them (like, when you cheat on your partner) well, when you do that, you must know that while you're pretecting some one, you're hurting another person! and most of the time it's the same person you're hurting/pretecting! because, even if you just tell a little lie. you must go on.
If you invent a pet, that you don't have, and a friend is coming home, what are you going to do? you're telling them that the pet is ill. thet's a second lie. and, then, you make up a great storie about the vet, and your cat, and a lot of details, (wich is dangerous, because you need to remember that your cat's name is Gerrie )so, let's call him Gerrie, why is he ill? he doesn't eat well. 4th lie. so, in stead of just telling the person you would like a pet, called Gerrie, you invent him. that's lying. and believe me. There is no such thing as Gerrie these reasons are crappy, but, we lie all the time.
so, even if we only have a crapy reason, we think it's enough.
we want to be intresting. we want new friends, so we make up great stories, and tell them we 'also play hockey' (when we actually don't know what it is) we tell them our favorite food is 'pizza hawaï' , when we don't like pineapple, so, that they think, we are fantastic. but after a couple 'friend dates' (when you meet them a couple times) they find out, that you didn't eat you're pizza hawaï , and thatyou didn't knew what your favorite hockeyplayer was. they think it's strange. sometimes they are a little angry about it,
isn't friendship about helping each other? about supporting your friend , no matter what? so instead of lying, just tell them honestly that you hate pineapple, and that you would love to see them play hockey, (only, when that's not a lie )tell them about your hobbies, about photography, tey'll appricate it. and if you tell the truth, and only the truth, it's easier to believe that you're friend really tells you what's true. because, even if he hates photography, and you like it, that doens't mean you can't be friends. and it definitly doesn't mean you or he should lie about it.
so about lying. well, maybe it's our drug. we need it. to make us feel better. so we should stop , while we can.
The clock goes on, everything goes on. But in my head , there's a movie playing. but it stops at the last scene. The last scene only consists of a smokescreen, nothing is clear. We can only wait, wait until the smoke disappears. The clock keeps ticking. It's annoying. Nail biting, don't give the hope up. Because if the hope disappears, there's nothing left. Whatever the clear view may say, after the smoke is gone, you cannot give up. please, never give up.
lot...
smokescreen. I'm waiting. seconds. minutes and hours. days and weeks . months and years. I'm still here. nothing has changed. I'm sick of waiting. I'm dreaming, dreams are swimming in my head. but, they aren't dreams , are they? and while i'm living, my standard life, I'm confused. There is a smokescreen right in front of me. Nothing is clear, people are not the way they are supposed to be. the way I wanted them to be. and in my smokey dreams , people are laughing, they're happy. and I can see smiles. Why? I don't want to see clear. I'm not ready to face reality. not yet. Because I don't want to go out there. not alone. And maybe all the silly excuses I make in my head, are the ones that keep me awake at night? They give my reason , why i shouldn't escape. Maybe it's fine this way. But how can I know? I haven't met any other way...
Let's go out. You and me. Away. Out in the dark. adventure. Let's discover truth. without people telling us smokey lies. Away from the smoke. Let's fly away. forget yesterday. Just get away. Take me home. Love me. Feed me. Give me new hope. Give me new dreams. Fight with me. Let's fight our smokescreen.
but her hair is always perfect. so she never has bad-hairdays. and ofcourse : she's a bitch, why else would she be flirting with your love?
these reasons are crappy, but, we lie all the time. 
)tell them about your hobbies, about photography, tey'll appricate it. and if you tell the truth, and only the truth, it's easier to believe that you're friend really tells you what's true. 
