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early

i think that i may be late. like late late. the kind of late that you don’t want to be. i guess my future plans are coming a bit early. what the fuck was i thinking. totally not ready for this. i don’t feel like giving up my life yet. i can admit i’m still too selfish and down right cold hearted bitch. early is not good…neither is late i guess.

Posted By curry On 09.23.2009 @ 5:57 am

mercury

if only it were rising for me. right now i feel like my life is at a steady 42 degrees. you know. not so cold that it freezes but not warm enough to be comfortable in a hoodie and jeans. just comfortable enough to be uncomfortable.

Posted By curry On 09.21.2009 @ 12:25 pm

shower

relax. take a second to go blank. nothing but warm caress of streaming water down my back. thoughts vanish with the dirty water down the drain. deep breath.

Posted By curry On 09.15.2009 @ 6:35 am

oak

he was a strong man. even into his late seventies you could still make out he mass of muscle underneath each piece of clothing surrounding his body. Oddly his body never gave way to age. He stood tall like an oak.

Posted By curry On 09.14.2009 @ 6:05 am

blossom

no longer a captive of fear, of little confidence. this is my time and no one will stand in the way. you always said to stand up, to gain a little more respect for myself and not to let anyone tell me other wise. so this is my message to you. i see you, i so much as even hear you breath it will be your last.

Posted By curry On 09.11.2009 @ 8:45 am

anxiety

it’s like a vice on your entire body. my mind explodes into a million thoughts. each racing to different corners of my multifaceted mind. my hands are sweaty and my vision is blurred. shit. if only i had popped that ativan.

Posted By curry On 09.08.2009 @ 8:42 am

stereo

high volumes pump through the car windows. the wind is cool as it hits my face. it’s summer. the ultimate sign? the sight of retro street rides hitting the strip with the stereo on, bass and treble turned up to max. all while i sit back in my bucket seat and drive with one hand on the wheel.

Posted By curry On 09.03.2009 @ 12:54 pm

cigarette

she thought she was so cool. the cigarette hanging from her lip made her feel slightly empowered. If only she knew that fad had surpassed her by about 10 years and early in the 90′s. To us she was an expression of sadness.

Posted By curry On 09.02.2009 @ 9:24 am

fate

it rests in every ones hands you think you can control but you can’t it changes every second of everyday And mine changed the day i saw him I heard his laugh hanging in the air as i walked into the room The air seemed to crack with electricity

Posted By curry On 08.31.2009 @ 6:25 am

cage

i sit here thinking… nothing comes to mind i’m stuck inside my own head my very own cage

Posted By curry On 08.28.2009 @ 10:35 am

spaces

outer inner around inside tight far near dark big dots

Posted By curry On 01.01.1970 @ 12:00 am

crime

ohhh how i love it. if we all gave way to our wants to our most intimate and darkest needs we would all be burning the world down. the question is not whether how is there bad in a world of good but how is there good in this world of bad. give way and think about what you would really do if you could get away with anything. it’ll send goosebumps down your flesh.

Posted By curry On 10.01.2009 @ 6:25 am

mist

ahhh. a sigh of relief and of pleasure. there’s nothing like getting just that little bit of mist coming off the sprinkler on a hot summer day.

Posted By curry On 09.30.2009 @ 8:12 am

hit

hit is a fun thing to do, but not recommended. i would love to hit some people in my life. but maybe it would be better to just get them out of my life, htis could be hard since some of them may or may not be family members. i dont think i have ever hit someone before, i have definately hit objects like walls and such but noones face. hopefully there will be a day when i can ram by hand in someones face, but i doubt it.

Posted By curry On 03.09.2010 @ 9:29 pm

pie

mmm tasty tasty. i dig my fingers into the hot gooey mess that now sits in the center of my table. i bring the sugary goodness to my mouth with my fingers. utter and complete heaven in every bite. i like each of my fingers savoring each taste as the gel that holds the fruit together coats my tongue.

Posted By curry On 10.13.2009 @ 7:12 am