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  • bouncy 10w

    Writing after a long time �� so, couldn't get the good one. I missed writing though, especially erotica!
    #bb_er 12:00am 13/08/2021

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    Trance state

    Most of the nights I lay with the naked thoughts of you and me lingering within my neurons, with vivid images of us placid over my eyelids. Breathing in, the lust in the air around, I breath out the oxytocin through every pore of my skin. You make me feel dead on the bed of pleasure, where the frequency of our moans match our heart beats.

  • bouncy 16w

    10:20pm 30/06/2021

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    A free prescription

    Take a long walk in the woods and exhale all the anxiety
    Let trees inhale it, along with the carbon dioxide
    Sit along the lake and drop stones,
    With as much as force you can apply
    And throw them as far as you can
    Let your anger shrink deep into the water
    Plant a seed and take some time to water it everyday,
    it keeps your mind occupied from depressive episodes
    Lay on bare land and stare into the infinite sky
    Take in the positive energy from mother earth and
    Let go of negativity into the sky through air

    The nature is an old yet
    best therapist in the world
    So, why not utilitize this free prescription?

  • bouncy 16w

    11:20pm 29/06/2021

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    We are sad, we are all miserable
    It's all in our heads yet we can't help ourselves
    So if you can don't let it bother you, if you can't
    go take a pill because it's psychic
    Or hug your pillow and let the sadness shrink into it.
    Count your blessings.
    Got none? Buy yourself a pizza, count it as one.
    Because in the end, as Margaret Atwood said,
    " We'll all become stories",
    Why not become a happy and inspiring one?

  • bouncy 17w

    #random 9:35pm 23/06/2021

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    Yellow proud dandelion

    "How did you even fall in love with him?"

    "Like the falling leaves in October, dry but yellow."

  • bouncy 17w

    10:15pm 20/06/2021

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    Happy Father's Day, Ma.

    Happy Father's Day
    For all the single mom's out there
    Stop for a while mothers!
    Make a cup of coffee for yourself.
    Let the grief residing over your lip leave the home
    Adopt the happiness and make room for it
    Dump the clothes of responsibilities and
    purchase yourself a brand new dress called freedom
    Scream out all the metaphors
    of sacrifice you have been swallowing for years
    Wash away all the poems of struggles off your skin
    Be proud that you managed to play both the roles
    Doesn't matter if you did the best
    After all these years of shedding sweat
    Shed tears of proudness this night to bed
    Slow down mothers. Slow down for a while
    It takes goddamn courage for a mother to be a dad
    And you are a badass women for doing that
    Keep your heads up mother's. Never down that chin
    Celebrate for kicking the life right on its ass
    Because mothers, you deserve it!

  • bouncy 17w

    @morsel hehe! Remember? 19/06

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    I only write about my love for him,
    Not the heartbreak he caused.

  • bouncy 18w

    A lazy one ��
    Many more happy returns of the day @sarcasticbong
    Could you BE anymore O.L.D.E.R?
    Oh!.My!.God! It's your B.I.R.T.H.D.A.Y.

    Thanks for always being there��
    #paradoxbong 12:30pm 18/06/2021

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    He is the piece of rhymes
    Stitched together by metaphors
    And glued together by the
    Sweetness and hardness
    Of his coffee, early morning

    He has this tendency
    To fall apart suddenly
    But he is created by the verses
    Strong enough to gather
    All tattered pieces and
    Put them back together

    He is paradox
    He is happy but
    Write things that choke to death
    He's lazy yet ambitious
    He can't figure himself out but
    There's a storehouse of positivity
    Within him that shines bright
    Though there's depths of misery
    There's calmness, music inside

    He reminds me that
    There are still good human in world.

  • bouncy 18w

    11/06/2021 10:30pm

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    Unsent message to my mom on bed #4

    Ma, please don't die now. Listen.
    What you told me about dad isn't really true
    He isn't as good as you think
    He is a narcissist ma. He is an abuser.
    Being a self centered man,
    he never truly loved us ma. Immature he is.
    He uses us for his own good and blackmails us emotionally, pointing out our weaknesses.
    He always blames us for everything making us
    feel unworthy and unconfident.
    He body shames us ma. He calls us names
    and now we aren't doing fine mentally.
    We are depressed and anxiety attacks
    Every time he passes through us.
    We are indecisive and we live in a home of guilt.
    He sows seed of doubt in our head, gaslights us.
    He is not really the man who you think he is ma.
    But ma, don't worry. We'll get through it ourselves.
    We borrowed your blood, we got your genes,
    giving up is never your thing nor ours.
    As I promised you,
    I'll get a farm house soon which you asked me for.
    I can see us living struggle free life in future.
    So, please don't leave now ma.
    Stay for a while. Take a later flight.

  • bouncy 19w

    Just go to hell - Dear Zindagi
    In my blood - Shawn Mendes
    #bb_song 01:40pm 11/06/2021

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    Journey through my playlist (5)

    //Yahan se kahan jaaun, Kahan main chup jaaun, Yeh aadha sa dil main kaise lagaun, Hoon khud se judaa main//

    With no where to go and no soft place to fall in, last night, I buried my head in my pillow and cried to sleep, waking up with swollen eyes next morning. You ask why? If only I could tell you my already broken pieces of heart are now churning into particles dissolving into thin air. Dead invisible. But I nod saying nothing.

    //Sometimes I feel like giving up
    But I just can't. It isn't in my blood. //

    They say, life is all about balancing everything. But how do you sail through the storm, if you are supposed to balance four boats all alone? Is it a sign of weakness if I give up on any one of the boat or perhaps couple of them? After all with all the scratches and bruises on my skin is it too much to feel miserable? But, don't worry. I'm not gonna give up. It's not in my blood. My mother was and still is a warrior. Strength is in my blood. Surviving is in my veins. War is in my head. I'm genetically strongly programmed by birth to fight hurdles.

    //I'm trying to find a way to chill, can't breathe, oh, is there somebody who could help me? It's like the walls are caving in//

    Just please hold my hand and tell me it's gonna be fine. Will you? I want an unasked hug and someone to take the place of my pillow, sinking in my tears every night. Above all will you be friends with my demons, because I gave up fighting them long back instead made friends with them. And you need to too.

  • bouncy 19w

    Happy- skinnyfabs #bb_song 02:00pm 10/06/2021

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    Journey through my playlist (4)

    // If you think I'm such a happy person, no you are wrong by saying my laughter is louder than yours, shut your fucking mouth//

    There's a lost little girl that was hidden in me. I live in a constant state of "not being good enough". Fed with emotional abuse every morning by people, I go back to bed every night, feeding myself a bowl of self doubt and self blame.

    //No one knows what I feel and what I suffer, No they don't know, so keep your thoughts and stop assuming that someone is always fine//

    Living with monster and fear, I wake up to body shaming daily. I starve myself to death only to end up binge eating next couple of days until I'm uncomfortable with my own body so much that I wanna cut the flesh or even worse burn myself.

    //I think I don't really need no friends, I'm alone and it's not that bad, then again it hurts me so bad and people just don't know that//

    The path I walk in was not what I chose, but often in life that's how it goes. Trying to grow, change and survive, I left many friends but then now I go back to them only to be rejected. Begging to be loved and feel worthy of living, I wear self criticism on my skin. It's not easy showing exactly who I'm.