He was the devil, his curse was He was a worshiper, her body his altar They represented disdain through all who knew them But she was a drug and He was addicted Drip drip, all sinned in their own way. Advertisements
There was never an us like the book i dropped my pages wrinkled never to be flat and smooth again paper billowing like waves Every time I fold over the cover to read the story between lines I froze I remembered the long aching nights for a connection a touch, but not yours A touch
Oh baby, you are the kind of boy, who should be tortured under the table, the more you become angry, the more will be the teasing. 😉 For more posts like these, follow me on Instagram- pia.majumdar let’s connect 🌻
I want you to stop playing me, But I don’t want you to stop having sex with me I want you to stop pushing me, But I don’t want you to stop Doing all that you do for me. I want you to stop fucking tripping, But I don’t want you to go anywhere. Cheap
There so many things I would like to say to him. Things I feel he did to me that are notfair but what person would I be if I did? There is no victory in foolish blame neither is there saving with a heart that is filled with anger and hatredYou must do it with
I love your eyes. Wet, filled with desire. I love them most when they stare back into mine. Not a word needs to be said. A breath between us two, Each craving met, my eyes trailing yours. The way they bend shut when your legs stretch out And your arms wrap around me. The natural
what would you do if you were in my place? let me know. I’m a 23 yr girl (gonna go with that), whose father is having alcohol issues, and who won’t hesitate to take his own life if denied from drinking further. Whenever mom or me, try to stop him from drinking he starts having
Right now I’m sitting at Starbucks under a dark sky. That’s just the introductory line. Where I am right now doesn’t matter, but so you know, I have a grande Mocha, and Sleeping At Last – Saturn playing via headphones. So I’ve got a pen and paper to write a fantasy, but the more I
Hey guys, welcome to this banging New Year of 2019. What did you guys do?? How’s it going???? Here are some of my fav posts from my insta account, do give them a read and let me know how they were. Cheeeerssss People 😊🎆🔥😍😘
I still remember those evenings with him, when he fucked other women in front of me as he deemed it the only way to conceive, while I was leashed in a corner.
I distinctly remember the exact moment when I realized that our love would live forever in the past. I was at loss for words. I didn’t know what to say. I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know how to stand. I didn’t know if I should keep my hands inside or outside of
I grabbed his face and his tongue pushed past my teeth like a battering ram I wanted to destroy everything He has the fire and I have the fuel Together we could really fuck things up.
I know that we will never talk again I keep remembering, how close we once were I imagine us together In order to fall asleep
Sometimes you should have fun like kids do You have your life to act like a grown up.
Every night I start to write, to simply fill these rows with words that I want to tell you. The only thing I desperately want you to know Is that your touch is calming the chaos from my veins Your touch calmed the thunders from my thoughts, and the hurricane from my body That your
Guys, I finally launched my podcast channel and here it is – Listen to this episode of my podcast, Soul Talks, The unforgettable first kiss https://anchor.fm/piamajumdar/embed/episodes/The-unforgettable-first-kiss-e2nlv2/a-a7f5ed Tell me how it was 🙈😍❤️
Even though its the bitter truth of life, when it happens it makes us vulnerable and emotional at the same time. And we learn to live with it, carry the essence of pain in ourselves for eternity 😦
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How far is too far? How far is the line? Which keeps us from overstepping boundaries, And I keep stepping on the line, With no remorse left to feel inside The veil is lifted and now people can see me, What I truly am With cruel charade around me The raven-haired girl wept and wept
You thought I won’t survive without you You were so wrong, baby I didn’t just survive without you, I thrived.
Whenever I think about sex it smells like you ❤️
Paint me with the wet tickle of your tongue lingering with affection savoring my fervent flavor in bold strokes of your obsession as the love grows deep so does the lingering hunger within.
Waiting eagerly for the new year 🌻
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Hey guys, it’s our first tie collaborating together, me and Amandeep, check out his page. He is an amazing photographer, and he clicked pictures of a very cute grumpy cat. 🙂 🙂 There is an internal fight in my mind I don’t know what is lost that I am trying to find Maybe I
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