I'm a jealous person. But, only, when it comes to him.
I don't envy people, normally. I don't wish ill of people who have more than I, nor do I covet their belongings or success.
Why am I jealous of her? Of anyone that spends time with you?
I don't know, really. Maybe its because they get an opportunity I don't. All I know, is that with just a couple of words, I can seeth.
Maybe its just because you know how to push my buttons. You know exactly what to say to set me in motion. You know my triggers, and use them at your will.
All I know is that tomorrow, when you are with her. With all of them, I will be thinking of you. And I will be jealous. I will be tormented by what you are doing, or rather, by what my imagination will conjure.
Hopeless
I've was trying far too hard
To be what I thought I should be
I was playing wild cards and
Seeing things that weren't in front of me
Like a little tiger, play fighting,
I was hurting myself, again and again
KT Tunstall - Hopeless
To be what I thought I should be
I was playing wild cards and
Seeing things that weren't in front of me
Like a little tiger, play fighting,
I was hurting myself, again and again
KT Tunstall - Hopeless
About Me
- Forbidden Noir
- Just Left of Center, Midwest, United States
- I've always hated describing myself. So, lets just say, I am dedicated to learning, a great friend, an awesome listener, and one of the biggest BNL fans on the planet.
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