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the cure [Aug. 27th, 2004|09:34 am]
I went to The Cure on Wednesday. It's the best show I've ever been to. Robert Smith sang for more than 2 hours with the same voice he's had for over 20 years. Most singers at his age have lost something in their voice or don't sound nearly the same, but his voice is as pure as it has always been. There were so many songs that they've done and I didn't know was them, I couldn't believe it. There were times when you would catch an akward smile or the jumbo screen would go black and white and you could see his eyes better and somehow it was really truly his light, not the stage lights but the black and white scheme. The best part was the last song where he played so fast, the screens' cameras couldn't keep up and you would look onstage and his hand would be strumming up and down so fast you couldn't keep up yourself. I don't know if it was the alcohol or the few times I got a whiff of pot from the girl behind me but I really enjoyed the concert and only wish I could have gotten better seats.
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24 [Aug. 23rd, 2004|08:23 pm]
I turned 24 yesterday. I kept my word and didn't cry on my birthday. I always seem to.
I think back how things were ten years ago, five years ago, one year ago and I feel like I've changed so much and so little at the same time. I don't want to grow up but life is making me. I can see little lines in my face that have begun to age me, like a tree's rings, you count the lines and know I'm not a girl anymore.
Sometimes I want to be one all over though and be able to crawl into my mother's arms and have her hands stroke my hair and make me feel safe and loved. Sometimes I am the complete opposite and want to run from this house and have complete independence and only rely on myself but am too scared and find ways to prevent that from happening. Life should be beautiful at my age according to all of the older people I come across, and yet it's so scary to me that I can't enjoy it and know that I will regret it. How do I let go?
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