Ball’s in your court now. Decision is out of my hands. Know I shouldn’t ask but curiousity will always get the better of me. Just want to know, do you regret it yet?
there was a fox at the gravel road by rock creek as we departed from a day of fishing for rainbow trout. he was more elusive than curious. only a flash of fur and orange.
i want to try something, and i really like discouvering new things and having fun and expirimenting with things ive never done before, i enjoy looking around for stuff and going on adventures/
So much to think about; to ponder.
I felt we hit it off, but maybe we didn’t.
Could it have been all made up in my head?
Maybe he saw something in me that changed his mind.
What did I say? What did I do?
Or maybe,
What didn’t I say? What didn’t I do?
Maybe I should ask, but if I don’t
All I can do wonder why
Curiosity killed the cat you say? I don’t think so. I believe it was that cat that killed curiosity because a word or feeling can’t kill but the actions towards them can.
Curiouser and Curiouser. Some famous line from some story which escapes me. Curious is the bit of the personality that defines an adventurer. It breaks boundaries, strengthens the imagination and spices up life. Curiosity may kill the cat but it feeds the dog of the brain. It is always much better to explore and learn and make mistakes than to never have ventured out of the narrow shell of your confined mind.
I’m curious about who you are. I feel like I already know you. I know the universe meant for us to meet. I’m curious about who you are. Just don’t forget me. Please.
i am freaking out thinking how my exam results are gonna be. so i guess im curious about that :P weird how the human mind gets so curious about things they cant know or things that they need to wait and watch for.
I’ve been wondering a lot of things recently. Like, what if. I’m curious. What if nobody ever told lies? That’s a big one. How different would this world be with absolutely no liars around? Probably incredible. I think so, at least. What if? Hmm…
I am curious as to what this site is going to tell me to do next. I feel very sick. My eyes are watery. I think I still am kinda hungry. Actually, I wish someone was here to take care of me. That’d be nice. Can’t wait for Aaron to get here tomorrow. About time I have a real date.
It was an odd shape for a biscuit but I picked it up anyway. Curious. It was also very solid.
“Try it,” he urged. I looked suspiciously at him. Well, he hadn’t let me down. Not yet anyway. I lifted it to my mouth and began to nibble.
It was a curiosity, that was all. The skull would gleam faintly from the back corner every time someone opened the door, and it would draw their attention, drifting towards it as if not of their own will. They would stroke it, sometimes – there was a particular spot above the left eye that was worn from so many soft touches – or, for the more timid customers, just look.
My parents used to tell me I was curious and it ended up being the death of me! I was looking in their room one time and found all my mom’s vibrators. I guess that you shouldn’t look if you aren’t ready to find!
there is never such curiosity as thoughts that concern our own death, whether we are animators or animated. This is in the thought of us being another, and it cannot free us in the post-apocalypse.
Curiosity killed the cat. I’m curious about a lot of things but most of the time I’m too scared to try those things because I don’t want to fail, be disappointed or not like it. I guess I’m going to go through life not trying anything because of it, so I bet that means I’ll lead a pretty boring, uneventful life. But someday, no matter what it takes, I want to not be scared for once, and I want to try these things, because if I do try them, I may love it, and for the rest of my life, I’ll always regret that I never did it. Some day, I will.
When you allow it to drive your actions, you discover new things. New possibilities. But you must act with caution, or your curiosity might leave you like it did the cat, and you, unfortunately, are limited to only one life.
nothing is as curious as the stretch of time being displaced by internet space. We forget how the industrial revolution altered the landscape, installed clocktowers, invented the time card, and how the web has displaced this history once again. This is curious because it has redefined our attention, our definition of curiousity, and our world
curious. i think of bruce again. kids. curiosity is the attitude of kids. what people have as an attitude who aren’t worn down. you can be curious of almost anything. “to be spiritual is to be in awe.”
Curiosity killed the cat they say. Well, I feel a little bit curious about that. I mean, was this theory tested? I’m certainly far too curious, even for not being a cat, and even if the theory is untested (I mean, animal testing is cruel, right?). I analyze everything. I wonder what he’s thinking now. I question his sincerity. Here I am curious about by my own curiosity. That seems problematic, is it not?
But what I want to know most of all…. is he curious about me?
He couldn’t let anything go. It wasn’t because he was especially tenacious more of that he just couldn’t imagine not knowing something to its deepest levels. Incidentally this is why most people did not like him. It is something to appreciate someone’s intellect, but quite another to tolerate someone being overly nosy.
Meg opened one of her eyes to see what the noise was. She watched the bird tapping on the window, trying to get its reflection to respond. Meg slowly got up out of her comfy position on the best chair (cos it’s in the sun, of course!), stretched in all ways cats usually stretched, then resumed watching the bird. I wondered if Meg saw that bird as food, a challenge, or just a potentially amusing toy….
Curious George. Curious and curiouser. I hate that movie. I can’t seem to believe that ‘curiouser’ is actually a word, nor that Alice could possibly be alive after she goes around drinking and eating things just because the objects tells her to do so.
Curious about you. Your body. Your soul. Your truth. Your lies. Every time I touch you, I’m curious. I want to know more. I will never be satisfied, I will always be curious. That is what keeps me coming back for more my darling. Curious for your love.
everything that i am. so curious to know about everything. i want to know everything. i get myself into trouble sometimes because i am curious and can’t stop adventuring/exploring. i can’t settle for boring answers because i always want to know more! being curious allows the human race to learn things. it’s a wonderful feeling and it gives substance to our lives.
Curiosity. Gets the best of everyone, no?
If only it did
People need to search more
look more
think more
ask more questions
nobody asks questions anymore, they just accept and move on.
With out questioning there is no learning, and all get stuck in the same thing
over and over
and over again
until someone asks a question, and we could all be pushed forward again.
I am curious about life. what is to come for the future. How will my life be in the next 5 years? I want to be happy and I want to be with Kyle. I love Kyle and I want to know how our lives will be together. I want a new job and I hope I love it. I want my life to be wonderful. I cannot wait to buy a house and be on my own. Life is a funny thing.
I’m always curious abut the world. places, things. Egypt. love. hate. my sister. my boyfriend. I’m scared of being curious at times. I love the way it makes me feel, though. people love it too, I think
Curiosity
is what I have,
regardings you and I.
It is not fair,
how the things that are more interesting to me
are those I cannot decipher;
but then again,
that’s the whole point.
Her curiosity got the best of her and she peeked around the corner. As the vomit reached the corners of her mouth she immediately regretted her decision. The smell was enough. It washed over her when she turned around the corner and coated the inside of her nostrils. It was putrid. The tangy and metallic smell of blood misted the air with a rosy pink. She scrubbed and washed and waited for the smell of recent death to cleanse itself from her nasal passage, but much like death, it could not be eradicated. It stayed and plagued all good smells for her from then on. All because of her damn curiosity.
the cat looked in the window, curious of what was on the other side of the wall. what she saw astounded her. there was a huge room filled with soft-looking furniture and there was a crackling fireplace in the corner. for the rest of her life, all that cat wanted, was to be on the other side of the wall.
george. Yellow hat. Jack johnson, Three r’s. Recycle. Save the world, super man.
curious
derp
derp
derp
Wait, am I doing this right?
Hmmm….
Not sure.
What do I do?!
Ball’s in your court now. Decision is out of my hands. Know I shouldn’t ask but curiousity will always get the better of me. Just want to know, do you regret it yet?
there was a fox at the gravel road by rock creek as we departed from a day of fishing for rainbow trout. he was more elusive than curious. only a flash of fur and orange.
i want to try something, and i really like discouvering new things and having fun and expirimenting with things ive never done before, i enjoy looking around for stuff and going on adventures/
So much to think about; to ponder.
I felt we hit it off, but maybe we didn’t.
Could it have been all made up in my head?
Maybe he saw something in me that changed his mind.
What did I say? What did I do?
Or maybe,
What didn’t I say? What didn’t I do?
Maybe I should ask, but if I don’t
All I can do wonder why
Curiosity killed the cat you say? I don’t think so. I believe it was that cat that killed curiosity because a word or feeling can’t kill but the actions towards them can.
Curiouser and Curiouser. Some famous line from some story which escapes me. Curious is the bit of the personality that defines an adventurer. It breaks boundaries, strengthens the imagination and spices up life. Curiosity may kill the cat but it feeds the dog of the brain. It is always much better to explore and learn and make mistakes than to never have ventured out of the narrow shell of your confined mind.
I’m curious about who you are. I feel like I already know you. I know the universe meant for us to meet. I’m curious about who you are. Just don’t forget me. Please.
there is never too much curiosity. unless it leads to judgment or hurt.
i am freaking out thinking how my exam results are gonna be. so i guess im curious about that :P weird how the human mind gets so curious about things they cant know or things that they need to wait and watch for.
I’ve been wondering a lot of things recently. Like, what if. I’m curious. What if nobody ever told lies? That’s a big one. How different would this world be with absolutely no liars around? Probably incredible. I think so, at least. What if? Hmm…
Try it out you will love it! Please pass the word on! Love you.
don’t be…just ask the cat.
I am curious as to what this site is going to tell me to do next. I feel very sick. My eyes are watery. I think I still am kinda hungry. Actually, I wish someone was here to take care of me. That’d be nice. Can’t wait for Aaron to get here tomorrow. About time I have a real date.
It was an odd shape for a biscuit but I picked it up anyway. Curious. It was also very solid.
“Try it,” he urged. I looked suspiciously at him. Well, he hadn’t let me down. Not yet anyway. I lifted it to my mouth and began to nibble.
The curious are good people; they are intelligent, inquiring and innovative.
It was a curiosity, that was all. The skull would gleam faintly from the back corner every time someone opened the door, and it would draw their attention, drifting towards it as if not of their own will. They would stroke it, sometimes – there was a particular spot above the left eye that was worn from so many soft touches – or, for the more timid customers, just look.
My parents used to tell me I was curious and it ended up being the death of me! I was looking in their room one time and found all my mom’s vibrators. I guess that you shouldn’t look if you aren’t ready to find!
there is never such curiosity as thoughts that concern our own death, whether we are animators or animated. This is in the thought of us being another, and it cannot free us in the post-apocalypse.
I want it, don’t know what just yet. That’s true. but i want to have the opportunity. i want it, and that’s all i know just now.
Curiosity killed the cat. I’m curious about a lot of things but most of the time I’m too scared to try those things because I don’t want to fail, be disappointed or not like it. I guess I’m going to go through life not trying anything because of it, so I bet that means I’ll lead a pretty boring, uneventful life. But someday, no matter what it takes, I want to not be scared for once, and I want to try these things, because if I do try them, I may love it, and for the rest of my life, I’ll always regret that I never did it. Some day, I will.
When you allow it to drive your actions, you discover new things. New possibilities. But you must act with caution, or your curiosity might leave you like it did the cat, and you, unfortunately, are limited to only one life.
nothing is as curious as the stretch of time being displaced by internet space. We forget how the industrial revolution altered the landscape, installed clocktowers, invented the time card, and how the web has displaced this history once again. This is curious because it has redefined our attention, our definition of curiousity, and our world
curious. i think of bruce again. kids. curiosity is the attitude of kids. what people have as an attitude who aren’t worn down. you can be curious of almost anything. “to be spiritual is to be in awe.”
Curiosity killed the cat they say. Well, I feel a little bit curious about that. I mean, was this theory tested? I’m certainly far too curious, even for not being a cat, and even if the theory is untested (I mean, animal testing is cruel, right?). I analyze everything. I wonder what he’s thinking now. I question his sincerity. Here I am curious about by my own curiosity. That seems problematic, is it not?
But what I want to know most of all…. is he curious about me?
He couldn’t let anything go. It wasn’t because he was especially tenacious more of that he just couldn’t imagine not knowing something to its deepest levels. Incidentally this is why most people did not like him. It is something to appreciate someone’s intellect, but quite another to tolerate someone being overly nosy.
Curiosity is rather silly
Meg opened one of her eyes to see what the noise was. She watched the bird tapping on the window, trying to get its reflection to respond. Meg slowly got up out of her comfy position on the best chair (cos it’s in the sun, of course!), stretched in all ways cats usually stretched, then resumed watching the bird. I wondered if Meg saw that bird as food, a challenge, or just a potentially amusing toy….
Curious George. Curious and curiouser. I hate that movie. I can’t seem to believe that ‘curiouser’ is actually a word, nor that Alice could possibly be alive after she goes around drinking and eating things just because the objects tells her to do so.
Curious about you. Your body. Your soul. Your truth. Your lies. Every time I touch you, I’m curious. I want to know more. I will never be satisfied, I will always be curious. That is what keeps me coming back for more my darling. Curious for your love.
everything that i am. so curious to know about everything. i want to know everything. i get myself into trouble sometimes because i am curious and can’t stop adventuring/exploring. i can’t settle for boring answers because i always want to know more! being curious allows the human race to learn things. it’s a wonderful feeling and it gives substance to our lives.
Curiosity. Gets the best of everyone, no?
If only it did
People need to search more
look more
think more
ask more questions
nobody asks questions anymore, they just accept and move on.
With out questioning there is no learning, and all get stuck in the same thing
over and over
and over again
until someone asks a question, and we could all be pushed forward again.
I am curious about life. what is to come for the future. How will my life be in the next 5 years? I want to be happy and I want to be with Kyle. I love Kyle and I want to know how our lives will be together. I want a new job and I hope I love it. I want my life to be wonderful. I cannot wait to buy a house and be on my own. Life is a funny thing.
I’m always curious abut the world. places, things. Egypt. love. hate. my sister. my boyfriend. I’m scared of being curious at times. I love the way it makes me feel, though. people love it too, I think
Curiosity
is what I have,
regardings you and I.
It is not fair,
how the things that are more interesting to me
are those I cannot decipher;
but then again,
that’s the whole point.
Her curiosity got the best of her and she peeked around the corner. As the vomit reached the corners of her mouth she immediately regretted her decision. The smell was enough. It washed over her when she turned around the corner and coated the inside of her nostrils. It was putrid. The tangy and metallic smell of blood misted the air with a rosy pink. She scrubbed and washed and waited for the smell of recent death to cleanse itself from her nasal passage, but much like death, it could not be eradicated. It stayed and plagued all good smells for her from then on. All because of her damn curiosity.
questioning, wonder, makes me want to know more
makes me ponder, i dont know, i dont know ideas and wonder
how it works
the cat looked in the window, curious of what was on the other side of the wall. what she saw astounded her. there was a huge room filled with soft-looking furniture and there was a crackling fireplace in the corner. for the rest of her life, all that cat wanted, was to be on the other side of the wall.
this word is very misterious
it brings me nothing to my head
i dont know what to write
what is your favorite colour?
i dont like this game very much