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 😊🎆🔥😍😘 Advertisements
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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It’s true indeed, every time….
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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To lay with him is like playing with fire, the flames, they burn me alive. Leaving me marred, hurting and scarred- the pain on which I thrive.
Will you come back, if he/she frees you?
Do whatever it is that you want I have no plans of stopping you I will be your portfolio paint my skin with lustful hues…
Your words are serene In a tranquil chaotic world And I am drowning in them ❤️
Hey guys, finally I am home from my tour and so sooo much tired. Gonna need a full week to recover I think 😅 But couldn’t wait any longer without posting this- bought a new diary from Nainital and it’s gorgeous. The shop owner made these diaries with his hands and they are simple but
So sorry friends as I can’t post regularly, I am on tour, of the most famous place- Uttarakhand, it’s indeed heaven of mountains. I am sharing pictures, I apologise for shaky pictures, it’s 2°C right now, can’t feel my hands 😌
I sent out a flare Out in the open sky Hoping someone would see it And rescue me, From my devastating self.
The stale take-out dinner from last night Is still kept untouched on the table How can they eat When they are engaged with each other Throughout the whole night Writhing in each other’s arm, Panting and moaning in unison With gleam of victory and satisfaction Cascading down through the bare spine One hopes for complete