For this I picked on of my favorite songs of all time, but one of my favorite bands of all time. It just popped on randomly on my mp3 player when I began on this entry, so it must be fate.
Song - "Mr. Brightside" by The Killers
A great intro beat. You can just feel what this song is going to be about. I just can't help, but imagine the movie Moulin Rouge. I think the band made a nod to this.
Loving someone who shouldn't be loved, but you can't help but love them, because 1) he/she belongs to another and 2) It's bound to fail. However, you bound to love them...it's fate. Perhaps another reason you can't love, is because you were just released from another relationship or situation. It may be clouding you in your judgement, but you think your fine, but maybe you are. Who knows? Back to the love. This person love you too, but life is in the way. You both know this can't be and jealousy is driving you slightly mad. There are lies, deceit, love, jealousy, but you try to remain positive. Maybe she/he will leave their situation or you'll come to your senses and leave. The latter is doubtful and you the chances is highly unlikely. In which you are stuck in a cage of your own making.
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Monday, November 11, 2013
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Quotation 1.4.1
“These days I wonder why we’re holding back on
bliss. You blaspheme everything you see, I just want to give you a kiss.” - Third Eye Blind, Can You Take Me
This caught my attention because it implies that
the individual holds themselves back from experiencing happiness. Why would
someone not what to be happy? So the remain miserable by choice in order to get
attention? Why would one want to be pitied?
I also thought that it was an interesting longing,
to want to kiss someone who blasphemes everything, presumably even love. I
think it also hints that they desire someone who is completely different from
themselves, or someone who openly expresses things that the speaker keeps
hidden and barely acknowledges to themselves.
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