Aug 01, 2006 10:41
Jealousy.
Pretty pathetic emotion really. But it does have a layer of depth when you think about it. When I'm with my friends and I see some of them being lovey dovey with their gal pals, In my mind I don't say, "Geez what's she doing with him? He doesn't deserve her" and go into Iago mode (not the Gilbert Godfried-voiced parrot). For me it's more "Wow, if I weren't so afraid of getting my widdle heart broken I might actually have a girlfriend by now."
But then, isn't that admiration of his ability, rather than jealousy? Where did the line blur, or rather does that line even exist?
What's wrong with me? I don't know. I don't think I want to know. Maybe I don't deserve to be "fixed" in the first place....