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Love is support not sacrifice, Love is communication not compromise Love is trust not tolerance Love is about energy not ego — jay shetty Lust feels so much like love in fact there is more lust than love out here! Lust is a huge act, it devours and just swallows you all up, its one big show! I remember, dating…

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BROKEN

Ify couldn’t stop her lips from quivering along with her shivering legs. The well decorated stairs seemed like a death trap just like when she had walked directly into the snakes mouth on a rainy Friday night. She had wished her mum could be just like kenechi’s mum who at that time was a widow just like hers but had…

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About that evening

“so???” “So??” “Tell me..You called for a meeting and is anything important?” “Ya.. Important one..But…But..” “Are you all right?” “Yes.Am fine..” “Fine then..The reason behind our meeting?” Words trembled to come out of his mouth.Expecting some concern from her,he stayed unworded and both occupied the chairs opposite to each other in a cafe.. “This is my invitation,you should attend the…

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FACES OF LOVE

I don’t know what love looks like, perhaps I’ll never know… But, just what is love? I asked myself today. A topic that has been on my mind, as it seems to be top of everyone’s list. True love is not a strong, fiery, impetuous passion. It is, on the contrary, an element calm and deep. It looks beyond mere externals,…

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This is who I am and I shouldn’t be ashamed

I’m a 19-year-old gay college girl in Bangalore, India. I’ve never had a crush on a guy after I hit my puberty. When I was in 11th and 12th, all the other girls in my class talked about crushes and their boyfriends and I really couldn’t relate to them. I thought there was something wrong with me. I have had…

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Am Quirky

I came with no wrapping or pretty pink bows. I’m who am from my head to toes, I tend to get loud when speaking to mind. Even a little crazy some of the time Yes, being different- for I like silence more than voices, darkness more than brightness, emptiness more than chaos. I’m not the one craving for the excitement…

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