Everyone of us is broken in one way or the other. We just find a way, a thing or a person that glues us together. And sometimes, we don’t even find that so we learn to live with our broken parts and wait for that day when they will stop hurting. ~ A. Gupta
Violet
“You look angry.” Daisy chirped as she looked at the black canvas in front of me that was white when I had begun. I didn’t reply as I picked up the small glass with red paint in it and poured it from the top. “You want to share?” She asked as she filled more red when my bottle was empty.
I shook my head. She sighed, grabbed my shoulders and turned me around so I faced her. “What is it?” She demanded. And before I could’ve shut down at her harsh d
Saudade : A deep emotional state of nostalgic or profound melancholic longing for something or someone that one cares for and/or loves.Violet“Ba... Ba Bi!”My chest squeezed as Ivan slapped my knees with his small hands. Babbling he tried to crawl into my lap. Now at six weeks old, he looked more like Maddox. His blue eyes twinkled in the sun as we sat on a blanket near the pool at Bree’s house.I helped him on his wobbly legs and pulled him on my lap. Bree said, “He is a smart kid. He has started to catch on a few words and tries to speak them even though he can&rsqu
You say we’re just friends, But friends don’t know the way you taste, la-la-la‘Cause you know it’s been a long time coming,Don’t you let me fall, Ooh, when your lips undress me,Hooked on your tongue, Ooh, love, your kiss is deadly. Don’t stop. ~ SeñoritaColeI was in a foul mood.I had two phone calls and both of them left me in a mood that left me brimming with the energy that wanted me to break something or get shit faced. I was halfway to the latter, after having a bottle of whiskey at Mad’s I was definitely buzzed. So, it took me a moment to come to understand the words writte
Healing doesn't mean that damage never existed, it means the damage no longer controls our lives. ~ UnknownColeAfter making a fucking meal out of her and making her come on my tongue two times with my name on her lips, I moved up her body. Unlike before, this time I was able to see her beaded nîpples, the concave of her stomach as she circled her arms around me and brought me up on her body. The most enticing were her lips red and swollen from our kisses and from how she had bit into it.“Are you ready, baby?” I asked as I cupped her cheek, her skin like silk beneath my palm.She nodded. “Yes, Cole. I am ready for you.” I leaned down and took her mouth in another deep kiss. Her fingernails dug into
She was powerful, not because she wasn’t scared but because she went on so strongly, despite the fear. ~ AtticusColeI have a new addiction.It’s wrapped up in a skin as smooth as silk with hair as cold as moonlight.And I’m the lost wanderer that has found the moon and its light, the only way to reach home, after a long time searching for one.Maddox was saying something but I have no idea what, my eyes were glued to her lips that had a drop of honey on the corner which she swiped with the tip of her tongue, making my côck take notice, not that it had forgotten. Considering that we had spent most of
The righteousness of the righteous shall be upon him, and the wickedness of the wicked shall be upon him. ~ BibleVioletCole settled me on the counter beside the washbasin, the cold surface under my arse brought a shiver and I wrapped my arms around myself. I was still wearing half of my clothes, only the lower half of my body was bare to his gaze but I didn’t mind, the need to hide was absent with him. I trusted him.He nudged my legs apart and came to stand between them. I bit down on my lip and closed my eyes as he softly swiped a finger along my core, through our mixed arousàl. He said, “How fûcking perfect you are...” I took his words and locked it somewhere deep in my chest to treasure later.
I wanna be your end game, I wanna be your first string,I wanna be your A- game, I wanna be your endgame. ~ Endgame by Taylor SwiftViolet“You look... Radiant.” Daisy said, rolling up a chart paper as she looked at me and asked, “Do I get to know the reason behind it?”“Maybe...” I whispered but didn’t elaborate it as I mixed more brown in the color palette.She nudged my shoulder with hers and said, “Tell me something at least, my life is lacking in all the exciting departments.”
Denying what you feel will not make it go away. It just ensures that it never gets resolved. ~ UnknownVioletIt’s been a week. A beautiful week. A week that had felt like a dream, more times then I would like to think. We have spent so much time together and most of it touching each other. Cole was a beautiful man. Strong. Gentle. Warm. I was enamored with his body. The tight ropes of muscles, the way they flexed at my touch but never used against me. His lips, how they kissed me. Everywhere. And his fingers, those lean, strong fingers, knew how to touch me without causing pain. But sometimes the pleasure he gave me was so intense that it hurt beautifully. It erased all the other aches of the past when I was in his arms.But apart from all that, oftentimes I find him lost in his thoughts. Sometimes, he
Make peace with your broken pieces. ~ UnknownVioletCole followed me inside the bedroom but I didn’t want him to be close just now, I needed a moment to myself. What he said affected me more than I wanted to admit. I turned to him and said, “I need to change.”He stared back at me, seemingly unbothered and replied, “You can change here or in the bathroom...” Stepping closer he cupped my cheek and whispered, “It’s not like I haven’t seen you nakèd and kissed every inch of you.” He leaned down to kiss me, but I turned at the last moment so his lips grazed my cheek.He frowned and those sherry eyes narrowed down on me. And I tried to cover up with an e