And when I’m asked why I continued Why I kept sinking in the hurt and pain Why I knew it wouldn’t work but kept on Why I exhausted myself and gave it all, I smile with a drop of tears from my eyes And the words aren’t just far fetched She was juice on days …
Today was uneventful… At first… Long beat downs for myself about how I had wasted time in getting a lot of things done and also how I made poor choices. It only took a few glasses of vodka to quell my thoughts, my racing heart, my hunched back… I wanted nothing more than to escape …
Did you know? : There are so many types of Sexual paraphilia and deviation but let me teach you about Asphyxiophilia.People with this type of sexual paraphilia enjoy being strangled or choked, the intentional restriction of oxygen to the brain brings them immense sexual gratification. This is not to be mistaken with the everyday “choke …
Something an ex told me, masturbation makes you comfortable been far from me, you don’t get bothered, you think “what the fuck will he bring to the table, apart from dick and pains, I’d rather just touch myself”In his case, masturbation didn’t keep me far from him, his narcissistic behaviour did.But there is a downside …
I was freezing, my hands stretched out across the bed searching for the air conditioning remote. “FUCK” – I cursed, it wasn’t on the bed, I could feel my blood becoming gelid and my bones frigid… I half way dragged myself up, my body unwilling to move, accepting its defeat at the hands of the …
I started this note to myself 8 times today, wondering if it was a good reason to put this out here. I started to think, “Ada no-one cares about sob stories, they only want stories that tickles their privates. 😏😏. Anyway, in my usual fashion, I decided to do it anyways; because my reason for …
I have been at a friend’s wedding all day and I was using the free time to type this on my phone. Kindly bear with me on any typos. Thank you.*****************************When Edward left the next morning, there was this euphoric feeling; I felt fulfilled. I stared at the ceiling, wondering what life would be like …
One of the most life changing stories I learned on anger and fights was about a young man I met in prison. He had been there for 9 months.He was involved in a fight where he was stabbed all over. The scars from the stab wounds were still visible and healing, but he’d been locked …
It was sunny, I have been waiting a while sitting in this restaurant hoping he shows up…I look at my watch, it was past 2pm and he was 30 minutes late. A man walks past me, we exchange glances, it was brief but I could see he was agitated. “Hellooo” – A man from table …
CTRL + P” – I clicked on my computer keyboard, I was printing out a proposal for Mr Rajesh Arjun, he owned one of the biggest wine distribution companies in West Africa. This was my third time going to his office; the first two times his secretary didn’t allow me see him, The third time …