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I mean to love you from the toes and spilling love upward straight into your thighs. But before that why not should I relish your ankles simultaneously?
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When I say, I love you.
I mean to love you from the toes and spilling love upward straight into your thighs. But before that why not should I relish your ankles simultaneously not forgetting to compliment you with my kisses over you calves.
When I say I love you, I mean to push you against the wall till the scratches moan loud. The curtains look bashful with the sound that we make in utter dimness.
When I say, I love you, I mean to love you your nape and smoother neck with delicious fine flirt. But your hand says you don’t like the stroke of the dab. So I press my lips and tried to gulp your skin leaving a mark. When I say I love you, I mean to, love your vulva in that vulgarity. Being naked and touching the souls really deep.
Brushing off my tongue to your labuim. Soft like feather and absolutely aroused clitoris. I would love to serve you with my tongue tip love. Giving universal vibrations to your body. I want to talk to your corpse world’s lustful language.
The chants of, ‘I love you’ as I kiss every inch of your skin.
When I say, ‘I love you’,I want to give you pleasure of the long wait that I had kept you shunned away from it for a long time. I want the ejaculation very loud and satisfactory in my ear that orgasm should hit my nerves.
When I say, ‘I love you’, I mean to love you in every way that you stay, normal, unfiltered and raw.
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UP Boards Topper Prachi Nigam was trolled on social media for her facial hair; our obsession with appearance is harsh on young minds.
Prachi Nigam’s photo has been doing the rounds on social media for the right reasons. Well, scratch that- I wish the above statement were true. This 15-year-old girl should ideally be revelling in her spectacular achievement of scoring a whopping 98.05% and topping her tenth-grade boards. But oddly enough, along with her marks, it’s something else that garners more attention – her facial hair.
While the trolls are driving themselves giddy by mocking this girl who hasn’t even completed her school yet, the ones who are taking her side are going one step ahead – they are sharing her photoshopped pictures, sans the facial hair, looking nothing less than a celebrity with captions saying – “Prachi Nigam, ten years later”.
Doctors have already diagnosed her with PCOD in their comments, based on photographic evidence. While we have names for people shamed for their weight – body shaming, for their skin colour- racism, for their age- age shaming, for being a female- sexism, this category of shaming where one faces criticism for their appearance has no name. With that, it also has zero shame attached to it.
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