I really thought I was above it. I've never been a jealous person. Never had cause to be. No, not me.
Recently something happened which made me feel really jealous and I was amazed at how it affected me. I am not going to share what happened, it was...
Found this song by Ellis Paul. Good music... check it out.http://www.ellispaul.com/index.php?p...gs&display=195You said, "Don't wait up, don't count the minutes."So here I am watching paint fade from the walls.On the TV, planes are dancing to the national anthem,So the whole...
oh, you foul beast
why must you toy with me this way
release me from the foul stench
of your darkened cave
let the light of truth
shine upon me
let my eyes see clearly
and my soul breathe freely
let me know that the shadows in the darkness
those hideous beasts
they lie and rob me...
...because I only recognize it AFTER I've gone batshit...then there was the whole fact of actually HAVING something to be jealous ABOUT....Paranoia REALLY IS just a heightened state of awareness... listen to the voices.... they tell the trrrruuuuuuttthhhhhhh
I think that there are people that are jealous of me. When I know that I can't work at all. Its not my problem. Its kind of hard to be a friend of someone that is jealous. For there is nothing that I can do about that. We have some neighbors that are jealous of my parents...