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. Advertisements
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
In order to expose my heart and truly write, I must release you- my old self, pulling me back This is not about me, It was never meant to be a way to gain recognition, Another way for me to perform On a stage, some sort of exhibition. Yet I find myself hesitating to write
Being an addict of Your touch, your taste, your scent It’s not easy for me to get over it so soon as it was for you. You’ll learn that kisses do not bind And presents don’t mean a thing It’s true love you want to find But he’s off on another fling
What is it like to be a part of Durga Puja in Kolkata? Well, as for someone from Kolkata I can assure you Durga Puja is the most celebrated festival in West Bengal. Durga puja brings friends together, makes people forget about agony of their daily lives, melts ego between 2 persons. We celebrate Durga
every door doesn’t lead me to you. but the ones that do you yourself closed them. © Pia Majumdar .
To know, to love, to breathe It hurts to know that I’ll never be The girl once I used to be The one that would always laugh The one that you knew would always be strong The feeling is real, the truth is sealed I cry in the dark, as I know I cut too
You don’t know pain until you’re staring at yourself in the mirror with tears streaming down your face and you’re begging yourself to just hold on and be strong. That is pain. And then I met you, and for once, love stayed. – Pia Majumdar
I wish that I did not know Where all broken lovers go Hold my hand tight I will lead you to the end.
This incident occurred when we went on a trip to- Andaman and Nicobar Islands. Read what happened next- While snorkeling for the very first time, I had finally gained control of my breathing and started to relax when I saw this black, snakelike thing swimming close to my chest. I began screaming and quickly swam
What are we? What are we made of? We are the small entity Floating among the vast universe Which makes me realize How small my problems are Yet, we are still worried About divided lands Sigh…..
My biggest fear is that eventually you will see me the way I see myself, and you won’t like it. . . It’s like- I’m drowning and you’re standing three feet away screaming- “learn how to swim”. . . Am I right?
The great thing about him is when you look in his eyes and he’s looking back in yours, everything doesn’t feel normal. You feel stronger and weaker at the same time. You feel excited and at the same time, terrified. The truth is you don’t know what you feel except you know what kind of
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What is radical thinking? To deal with ideas problems and solutions we need to think radically. We need to understand how things are connected. How one thing affects another, how language is used. How we analyze what is being said, offered and executed on behalf of ourselves. Of course if you do a “Radical Thinking”