I am very very curious. Curious I don’t know why. I don’t know why I’m writing this. I’m so curious as to what it is. I don’t know what to do. What is the meaning of this? I am curious as to what will happen next. Very, very curious. I hope I spelled it right each time I used it… asgfjfgsdfghadfghadlfhlhf. Gosh!
Curious. Well I definitely started way after the time start. But I think of Curious George, instantly. I mean who doesn’t love him? That show and those books are a big part of my childhood! He showed me that it is normal to be curious about everything and to have an imagination is necessary to young children, just don’t get in trouble! While babysitting I love to read the kids the books and watch the show. Watching through the show is like looking at life through childrens eyes.
Wanderlust. Traveling through the world. I can’t wait to be anywhere. But I enjoy where I am. There is beauty in everything I see. The sunrise on lake michigan and falling asleep in his arms, drenched in lake water, sand, and sunburn. Summer lust.
I long to have the curiosity of a child. To never lose that wide-eyed wonder. A baby’s mind is like a sponge soaking in all that they see and feel and hear. All of life is wonder to them.
She was curious about one thing and it all led to the big day of his arrival. Niether were prepared for what was coming next, but as they sat huddled under the tarp soaking wet from the storm, the magic simply burst and everything that followed was a dream. He was a banker from Michigan and she was a young teenager living on her parents farm.
Im curious asx to how the universe started it cant have come from nowhere yet many poepl believe that there was this huge cataclimic event that made shit happen well what about before that? and what aboutre;ligious people did god make the earth and the universe whered he come up with gthe idea that peole should be given free will?
I was curious to see what was behind the door. Was it a monster? Would It be clothes? Or maybe just shoes. One thing was for sure, I had to open that door. Curiosity was getting the better of me. And I knew I would let it over power me.
Killed the cat didn’t it? I’ve always hated cliche’s like that. They were never really true anyway. When have i ever been hurt for being curious? So, i say. I say I haven’t. and I’m yet to be. Curiosity is for the adventurous.
I love to watch children explore on their own, creating stories about the world around them, deciding how things fit together. I want you to grow to be the girl who asks too many questions, who touches things that seem like they would feel good and creates recipes with ingredients that should never work together.
I’d like to be less curious about my girlfriend boobs. I see them all day long and everyday. But then, if feels like they’d be something new everytime I look at them.
I am very very curious. Curious I don’t know why. I don’t know why I’m writing this. I’m so curious as to what it is. I don’t know what to do. What is the meaning of this? I am curious as to what will happen next. Very, very curious. I hope I spelled it right each time I used it… asgfjfgsdfghadfghadlfhlhf. Gosh!
Curious. Well I definitely started way after the time start. But I think of Curious George, instantly. I mean who doesn’t love him? That show and those books are a big part of my childhood! He showed me that it is normal to be curious about everything and to have an imagination is necessary to young children, just don’t get in trouble! While babysitting I love to read the kids the books and watch the show. Watching through the show is like looking at life through childrens eyes.
Wanderlust. Traveling through the world. I can’t wait to be anywhere. But I enjoy where I am. There is beauty in everything I see. The sunrise on lake michigan and falling asleep in his arms, drenched in lake water, sand, and sunburn. Summer lust.
I long to have the curiosity of a child. To never lose that wide-eyed wonder. A baby’s mind is like a sponge soaking in all that they see and feel and hear. All of life is wonder to them.
She was curious about one thing and it all led to the big day of his arrival. Niether were prepared for what was coming next, but as they sat huddled under the tarp soaking wet from the storm, the magic simply burst and everything that followed was a dream. He was a banker from Michigan and she was a young teenager living on her parents farm.
why curioous? theres nothing unusual here… just that black teddy bear with a red bow and sneakers.
i was curious to see what he was doing with the water glass, as we sat in the small white undecorated room waiting for the doctor.
Im curious asx to how the universe started it cant have come from nowhere yet many poepl believe that there was this huge cataclimic event that made shit happen well what about before that? and what aboutre;ligious people did god make the earth and the universe whered he come up with gthe idea that peole should be given free will?
I was curious to see what was behind the door. Was it a monster? Would It be clothes? Or maybe just shoes. One thing was for sure, I had to open that door. Curiosity was getting the better of me. And I knew I would let it over power me.
Killed the cat didn’t it? I’ve always hated cliche’s like that. They were never really true anyway. When have i ever been hurt for being curious? So, i say. I say I haven’t. and I’m yet to be. Curiosity is for the adventurous.
I love to watch children explore on their own, creating stories about the world around them, deciding how things fit together. I want you to grow to be the girl who asks too many questions, who touches things that seem like they would feel good and creates recipes with ingredients that should never work together.
I’d like to be less curious about my girlfriend boobs. I see them all day long and everyday. But then, if feels like they’d be something new everytime I look at them.