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Rohan sat against the wall stroking his wife’s hair as he held her head in his hands. “I love you so much, honey,” he said crying, tears splashing on her auburn hair. He sniffed and wiped his eyes. Standing up, he looked at the box on his desk. He took a deep breath and opened
While I was sleeping peacefully in the morning, my mom was getting angry with the passing of each second. “Tia, don’t you have class today? Why are sleeping till 9 today, wake up” mom shouted in my ear. “Yes mom, wait a sec”. “No, you won’t once I leave the room, wait” mom left the
You love me, But do not know, How to love, Unfortunately.
You’re Not Bad at Relationships, Your Relationship With Yourself is Bad, Time to pick yourself up now 🖤🙋♥️
They were in a cafe, drinking hot cappuccino and cold macchiato at 8 p.m. It’s the same cafe when he asked her to be his girlfriend a year ago. The boy kept looking down to his phone without giving a **** about a girl in front of him. “Should we break up?” She asked, tried
My sweet one. He has fallen. He’s down. He has been cut. They’ve landed a strike on him. He is bleeding from the thigh. Dripping down. Red water down the skin. No no.. Allow him to cry.. Let him feel it.. Meanwhile stay with him. Just be there with him. Remain at his side. He
And this time, this ‘yes’ will last for eternity. Read my Wattpad story here– Keeping up with rhythm
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Remember those nights, when you were five I sat and held you down to calm your soul After your father left you The anger you had at 14, which you took out on me The lost time we had because of the two jobs I had in order for us to make it But it
I strained a smile and sipped from my cup. “It’s going to be okay, Rohan,” Tia said, leaning over the table to touch my hand. The lights flickered; I pulled my hand away, anxiety filling my stomach. She was confused. “I’m sure she’ll be found, you just need faith.” “Sure,” I responded, taking another sip.
Hey guys, what’s up with you? I hope everyone is enjoying Monday, unlike me 😉 Here’s a new post consisting of my latest quotes from Instagram. Let me know which one you liked the most, also read till the end, there’s a special quote-post today 🙂 ❤ And now time for the special one……read it.
The door to the confessional opened, the light burned my eyes and I squinted. I heard the person sit, and I waited. “What have you come to confess, my child,” I said, listening to the heavy breathing in the booth next to me. “It’s okay, you are among God now.” “Forgive me father, for I
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It was summer time and we were both young and ready for adventure and fun. I was a staff member at a summer camp, back from my first year at college and you were just out looking for some fun. I was a 20-year-old girl and to this day I remember your name as you
Read this [ 140 ] called ‘Perfect way to unwind’ by piamajumdar here – https://terriblytinytales.com/tale/22NMgA6IywU
Now it’s time to take matters in your own hands babygirl 🖤🖤
Remember the time when we danced because we had to? You chose me as your partner. I have no right to put interpretation to it. We had to dance for grades. Remember during practices? It wasn’t easy for me because you weren’t a good dancer. Remember that time when you couldn’t get a simple step?
There comes a time when you look into the mirror and you realize that what you see is all that you will ever be. And then you accept it. Or you kill yourself. Or you stop looking in mirrors. – Tennessee Williams Whatever you do, don’t succumb to the pressure upon you, it doesn’t bode
Once Storm was a little girl No one loved her As she bought heavy destruction with her Wherever she went. She couldn’t love the man Who yearned for her touch How could she have loved him? When she knew, even with the slightest touch He won’t survive her curse. © Pia Majumdar
Everything changed the year that we got married.And after that, we moved out to the suburbs.How young we were, how ignorant, how readyto think the only history was our own. A captive, hostage of your vicious anger.The facade of your caring baby blue eyesnow contorted with vicious cruelty.My once unbroken bodynow a mess of tangled
It all started with a dreamer falling in and out of love, But I’ll be on the edge of the world with you if you ever wanted time to ever stop. All you have to is, ask.
Tried to keep you out, but kept coming crawling back to you…. every time. What will you call this?
Love is accepting someone’s quirks and interesting habits and loving them for having those things. You embrace all of my flaws and never make me feel horrible for them. I love all of your quirks, like the way you fidget because you can’t sit still, the way you sit with one leg crossed over your
Dear John Green, “You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world…but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.” I like my choices… maybe that’s why I let Augustus and Hazel hurt me. The Fault in our Stars was one such book that not only made
I look in a mirror. I see my reflection. Staring back at me. I look in a window. I see my reflection. Running from me. I look in the water. I see my reflection. It’s rippling. But all this time. When I see my reflection. My reflection is the wall behind me.
Hey guys, I have a question for you all, feel free to answer in comments- If you were given a choice to live as long as you want, how long would you like to live?
“Can’t you see I’m sick?” said my aunt reading a newspaper on a sunny morning in the winter season as leaves from the trees above her, fell one by one on her lap while she sips her morning batch of alcohol without paying attention to what I had to say. “I’m hungry,” I said thinking
Most people probably do not thank their grandparents for raising their own parents, but you did a great job starting and supporting the positive legacy that our family has. They are the original source of the blessings that keep being passed down each generation. Always cherish them, while there is still time 🙂
She was the first star Next to the moon Like a diamond ring In the nights sky Then something changed When he walked away now she’s the sea In the midst of a storm Thrashing around Ready to flood the world consuming everything in her way. . . . Hey guys I started writing a new
Hey guys, how’s everyone holding up 🙂 As promised, here are the pictures some of you wanted 😉 I hope you like them ❤ I ordered this Kit Kat shake and Piri Piri fries from Zomato and man they were amazing. The quantity of those fries was mind-blowing, I was full till dinner 😉 😉
