Life is so strangely blissful after a break up. Things are clearer, the mind is lighter, the air smells of change, life starts looking like the long path of dirt amidst lush green grass fields fading far into the horizon. And the best part of all is the few sudden moments of anger, hate, lust and sadness that just oozes out like a volcano.
The volcanic part of the break up is the most enjoyable one. When you have an itch you just scratch it. But this is something you just can't scratch. You need to feel it and let it do what it has to do to you. So far I've been just basking in the lava of my failed relationship. The more I think of it the more I knew things were goin to end. Maybe I thought things might work out, but i always knew... Maybe I was subconsiously fucking around just to see what might happen. We were kind of a perfect couple, but at the same time we were mercury and pluto. She seemed like my 'yin' but I apparently was not her 'yang'. - These are the constant thoughts in my head during one of those volcanic phases.
I also discovered a wonderful song. I'll find the link from YouTube and put it here. Maybe at the end of the post. Im too lazy to switch my hands back to the mouse now. Man im lazy. Anyway... The news is that im enjoying my break up. Its nice to think about thinking about your girlfriend as your 'ex'. Man im relieved of so many responsibilities now. I feel I can do whatever I want in my life again. Its a good feeling.
So, my conclusion... a break up usually sucks. But I've enjoyed looking at the greener side of it. It was a good experience with my ex. (That bitch!)
Anyway... here is the youtube link. Its called "Fuck was I" by Jenny Owen Youngs. This is the 'official' version for grannies and mamas boys I think. They have censored the 'fuck' in the song...
UPDATE: Here's the high quality uncensored audio (Grooveshark rocks by the way
Love grows in me like a tumor,
ReplyDeleteparasites bent on devouring its host.
I'm developing my sense of humor,
till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth,
till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet.
chorus
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesnt get burned.
What the fuck was I thinking?
Love plows through me like a dozer,
I've got more give than a bale of hay,
and there's always a big mess left over.
What did you do?
What did you say?
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
maybe I'll be the special one that doesnt get burned.
What the fuck was I thinking?
Love tears me up like a demon.
Opens the wounds and fills them with lead,
and I'm having some trouble just breathing.
If we werent such good friends I think that I'd hate you.
If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead
Oh it's so embarrasing
I'm this awkward and uncomprable thing,
and I'm running out of places to hide