Take Off Your Clothes, We Need To Talk. Would Fix Me Right Now.

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๐—ก๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ฌ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ'๐˜€ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ. ๐—›๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ:

โ„๐•–๐•’๐•๐•ฅ๐•™ & ๐•Ž๐•–๐•๐•๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ค๐•ค:

* ๐—˜๐˜…๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—น๐˜†.

* ๐—˜๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐˜† ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€, ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜.

* ๐——๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ๐˜€.

* ๐—š๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต ๐˜€๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜.

* ๐—ค๐˜‚๐—ถ๐˜ ๐˜€๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—น ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜‚๐—บ๐—ฝ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป.

* ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป.

โ„™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•ค๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•’๐• ๐”พ๐•ฃ๐• ๐•จ๐•ฅ๐•™:

* ๐—Ÿ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ป ๐—ฎ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐˜€๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—น๐—น ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ฏ๐—ฏ๐˜†.

* ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ธ๐˜€.

* ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฎ ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜„ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ.

* ๐—ฉ๐—ผ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†.

* ๐—ฆ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€.

* ๐—ฃ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜†.

โ„‚๐•’๐•ฃ๐•–๐•–๐•ฃ & ๐”ฝ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•–:

* ๐—š๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ด๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ถ๐˜‡๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ.

* ๐—ฆ๐—ฎ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜†.

* ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฏ๐˜.

* ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ผ๐—ฝ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜.

* ๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜๐—น๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€.

โ„๐•–๐•๐•’๐•ฅ๐•š๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•ก๐•ค:

* ๐—ฆ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ป ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฝ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—น๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜€.

* ๐—•๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€.

* ๐—–๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—น๐˜†.

* ๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—น๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜† ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ณ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€.

* ๐—ฆ๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€.

๐•‹๐•š๐•ก๐•ค ๐•—๐• ๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•–๐•—๐•—๐•–๐•”๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ง๐•– ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐• ๐•๐•ฆ๐•ฅ๐•š๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•ค:

* ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ. ๐—œ๐—ป๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜€๐—ฎ๐˜†๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด "๐—˜๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ," ๐˜๐—ฟ๐˜† "๐—˜๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜€๐˜ 5 ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ณ๐—ฟ๐˜‚๐—ถ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜†."

* ๐— ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ. ๐——๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐˜‚๐—น๐˜ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ถ๐—ป.

* ๐—•๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ธ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—บ ๐—ฑ๐—ผ๐˜„๐—ป ๐—ถ๐—ป๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜€๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฝ๐˜€. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ฎ๐—น๐˜€ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—บ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€ ๐—ฑ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐—ป๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—น๐—ฒ.

* ๐—ง๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜€. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ฝ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐˜† ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ธ.

* ๐——๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐—ด๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ ๐—ถ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฝ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ. ๐—˜๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜†๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐˜€. ๐—๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ฝ๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ธ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ ๐˜‚๐—ฝ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ธ๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ฝ ๐—ด๐—ผ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด.

๐—ฅ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—บ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜€๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—น๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ผ๐—ป๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—ฎ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐—ถ๐˜๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด.

๐—š๐—ผ๐—ผ๐—ฑ ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ธ.

#๐•ฌ๐–‡๐–‰๐–š๐–‘๐–‘๐–†๐–


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3 weeks ago

I love deep conversations, like serious shit, heart to heart, just exchanging real shit, just vibing on a real level.

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.


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2 months ago

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.


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4 months ago

Samira - ะ ะฐะดะธ ะปัŽะฑะฒะธ.

Perhaps most of all, though, you deserve to be okay. You deserve to know that a day in which you can just barely get out of bed because you are sad, or sick, or simply not ready to see the outside is not the end of the world.

You deserve to know that moments of weakness do not make you fundamentally weak, only fundamentally human, and that sometimes weโ€™re not going to be effusively happy, and that is okay.

Come and kiss me and letโ€™s forget.

ุฑุจู…ุง ุงู„ุฃู‡ู… ู…ู† ุฐู„ูƒ ูƒู„ู‡ ุฃู†ูƒ ุชุณุชุญู‚ ุฃู† ุชูƒูˆู† ุจุฎูŠุฑ. ุฃู†ุช ุชุณุชุญู‚ ุฃู† ุชุนุฑู ุฃู† ุงู„ูŠูˆู… ุงู„ุฐูŠ ุจุงู„ูƒุงุฏ ุชุณุชุทูŠุน ููŠู‡ ุงู„ู†ู‡ูˆุถ ู…ู† ุงู„ุณุฑูŠุฑ ู„ุฃู†ูƒ ุญุฒูŠู† ุฃูˆ ู…ุฑูŠุถ ุฃูˆ ุจุจุณุงุทุฉ ุบูŠุฑ ู…ุณุชุนุฏ ู„ุฑุคูŠุฉ ุงู„ุฎุงุฑุฌ ู„ูŠุณ ู†ู‡ุงูŠุฉ ุงู„ุนุงู„ู….

ุฃู†ุช ุชุณุชุญู‚ ุฃู† ุชุนุฑู ุฃู† ู„ุญุธุงุช ุงู„ุถุนู ู„ุง ุชุฌุนู„ูƒ ุถุนูŠูู‹ุง ุจุดูƒู„ ุฃุณุงุณูŠ ุŒ ุจู„ ุชุฌุนู„ูƒ ุจุดุฑูŠู‹ุง ุจุดูƒู„ ุฃุณุงุณูŠ ูู‚ุท ุŒ ูˆุฃู†ู†ุง ููŠ ุจุนุถ ุงู„ุฃุญูŠุงู† ู„ู† ู†ูƒูˆู† ุณุนุฏุงุก ุจุดูƒู„ ู…ูุฑุท ุŒ ูˆู‡ุฐุง ุฃู…ุฑ ุฌูŠุฏ.

ุชุนุงู„ ูˆู‚ุจู„ู†ูŠ ูˆุฏุนู†ุง ู†ู†ุณู‰.

#Abdullah

Samira - ะ ะฐะดะธ ะปัŽะฑะฒะธ.


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5 months ago
"Did He Know Me? Yes. More Than Anyone. He Knew The Storms In My Eyes And The Trying Too Hard Smile.

"Did he know me? Yes. More than anyone. He knew the storms in my eyes and the trying too hard smile. He knew when the tears were welling up in my eyes that I was trying to hide, and the pain behind my smile. He knew the looks from my hazel green eyes. The look when I was nervous or anxious about something. The look of a dirty joke or sarcastic humor in rebuttal to what he just said. The look I gave when I was goading and riling him sensually, erotically, that I only know how to do. The look of me wanting him to take me over and over. With his lips pressed against mine as one hand was on my neck and the other with a fistful of my long hair. That glaring daring look as I stared up at him as he did. He knew my flirtatious look with a side little grin I gave him that made him sit back in his chair in awe as he's sitting next to me at dinner.

He knew my far away stare when I was in deep thought or something was bothering me. Concentrating on patterns on drapes and rugs, or the sky outside the window. He knew when I was quiet-something was really bothering me. And some of those times he knew I was quiet because I never liked confrontation. But he urged me to talk about it to be open and honest as we always are. He knew when I was teasing, talkative, and joking with him- I was having a good day. But when little things got to me and I was being short, and not as talkative...a storm was brewing inside me ready to turn into a maelstrom. That he only knew how to calm by the way.

He knew it all. He learned me. And learned me well like no other. He loved all of me. My happiness, my pain, my scars and traumas, my comical side, my inner child, my light and thinking positive, my sadness and grief, my darkness and erotic cravings & sensuality, my empathy and understanding, my strengths and my weaknesses, me feeling everything so very deeply and over-thinking so many things. He loved every part of me. I showed him all of me.

I never showed anyone all of me before. But he got it all. I felt safe with him. Protected. Safe not only physically, but emotionally. That's deep intimacy. Talking. Communicating with words, looks, or a single touch. Learning someone so deeply that you know them as well as they know themselves. Open, raw, and honest together.

Fully knowing each other inside and out where you become two souls perfectly fitting together. And I knew he loved me so deeply that it encompassed him. He showed me in many ways. Ever so loving, and some so dark you'd either blush or gasp. And me? I know the real him. The part of himself he doesn't show anyone. I loved him with every fiber of my being, and I gave him everything I had in me. While wearing that classy yet sensual navy off the shoulder sheath Couture dress he loves so much, in heels and a diamond necklace & bracelet to match, with a toy hidden secretly away where no one can see, as he held the remote.


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1 month ago

If youโ€™re struggling and your people are just sitting there watching you struggle, theyโ€™re not your people.


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4 months ago

"I crave and desire you."

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Because without looking for you, I find you everywhere, especially when I close my eyes.

- #Abdullah #AbdullahBook #KittyCat

A story doesn't exist unless it's Told.


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