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@_shru.7_ Lips Like The Universe Was In An Erotic Motion. - Another One . . . . #maiuskeroopkasehdai
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@_shru.7_ Lips like the universe was in an erotic motion. - another one . . . . #maiuskeroopkasehdai #academia #academiaaesthetic #poesiaerotica #eroticart #loveandwildhearts #hopelessromantic https://www.instagram.com/p/CX0Wbn6piQK/?utm_medium=tumblr
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June21st 2012, My second day in bangalore,running as the second worst day of my life,at that time succeeding the day before when I had to leave my native town and migrate to a strange city,whatever I looked at was making me hate this new place even more.but than parallelly running was my first day of school.skipping to at some time afternoon me standing in front of the class door outside.asked to make a choice between two sections to stay in for rest of the year.just while being lost in my own world while the the class teacher discusses about the strength of the classes.i sneak a peek of something radiating,inside the class.something human shape.at this point it was not something it was a someone now.i start to think "was that a girl.or was it a fairy,why is she radiating light is she buddha." i move lil bit inside the door,there I see,the prettiest girl I have seen till then,at present the prettiest I will ever see too.with a facecut like maple leaf(no offence if you ever stumble on this.u know wat yes offence what would you even do).eyes like so amber brown that it would make the sun jealous.and,....and nothing I just got stuck at the eyes.coukdnt go any further.cutting back to then.now I had started to think that who am i looking at is she really a fairy,why is she so pretty.or is she just a girl.then why is she sitting so still and quiet without a movement must be playing statue with someone.as I am busy figuring out what is the weight and weird feeling in my stomach..I don't notice the class monitor doing their typical thing,noting down the names of misbehaving ppl......while she turns into a form of satan directly from a fairy.the feel in my stomach intensifies..she shouts at an high pitch,with her so sweet sweet voice.that I jerk slightly at my place standing... Here at this movement is where my childish brain gets confused to get scared and run away from her awesomeness or,go and try to be friends with her..without able to decide anything I just stand there blankly staring at the scene,donno with what going on in my mind,only thing was a bit Continued in comments..---> https://www.instagram.com/p/CWOHw7pp4X4/?utm_medium=tumblr
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