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I don’t know why exactly I’m here to speak out my heart…it seems easy to just type out words you want to get rid off your shoulder’s but it so difficult to live a life with that burden on your shoulder’s…I cried a lot..listening sad and slow songs…but you know what, it’s just my craziness…I have no friends at all…I used to live in a small town and got shifted in this whole big city..where I don’t know anyone..Neither do my parents know anyone here..how strange ? We shifted to a place where we don’t know anyone or anything..From the last two years I’m just sitting at home..in this room..listening and writing songs..dreaming..and crying a lot…I didn’t actually expected this to happen with me..I came here to explore and make my dreams come true..But I’m helpless..I feel alone..I don’t hang out..I don’t go for movies..Whatever it is..is just this Internet..where I explore..In music, in acting, in social networking..In learning new things..You know I feel so locked in here..I can’t have a fresh breathe..I need fresh air..I need sunlight..I need friends, I need to shout out too loud..standing on a cliff..shouting aloud..will surely give me some peace…I need a breeze which will take my pain away..Its so difficult to be your own friend..but it sometimes helps too..it makes you an independent person..but of course I’ve lost some of my confidence..which I had when I was in my small town..It takes no time to make our lives from a good journey to a worst..like seriously..I’ve been reading a lot of books..And try myself to get some lessons from it..but none of them helped..cause..it doesn’t make any change in my life…I tried a number of things to make my life a little sorted but no..God has another plans for me..I only have one best friend, who is in small town…and we talk on phone daily..And i feel so bad, because she have so much to talk about, but I, I’m left speechless..Obviously because..there’s nothing going on in my life at all…I feel anxious about this..She has so much to share and I..Not a single thing…I failed in my 12th grade, and I will give my exam in coming October..Must be confused, but I have taken admission in college..but it isn’t required attendance..which in cons..doesn’t allow me make any friends…So its me all by myself…all alone…but strong at heart…Everybody treats me as if im a waste…I failed..so they think I can’t do anything in my life..Sometimes I feel like I’ve done a bggest mistake in my life by failing..But yeah..I didn’t fail in my life…and I never will…I will do what I want to and I don’t care them…I AM STRONG ENOUGH TO TEAR THEM APART……………I’m a Warrior……..and always will be.

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I played with my mom’s bod during my high school days she was all broken back then her parents died one after other in the same year after that my dad cheated on her and we left him to live in her parents house there I used to blame her for our situation and me frustrated would always end up arguing with her untill she gets into tears and accepts her defeat that made me felt bad later but the same would happen again after a day or two one after another argument made me felt as a superior male over her in the house that made me felt as a dominant one over a broken submissive female that soon made me want to get her ready for reliving my frustrations or for accepting me as a mating male in bed, as I kept winning such arguments frequently making her in tears surrender, one night i went into her bed late after she got asleep I and crawled under her blanket for the first few times I tried groping her I use to grab her b**bs she woke up scold me as I’m yours “fu**in mother you idiot” and go to the other room this happened alot of times but with every night I played more with her b**bs and then pinching and pulling her ni**les one night I slid my hand into her p*n*ty and rubbed her c*it as she tried getting up I grabbed her with the other are and my legs around hers she tried hard but I kept on moving ahead with what I was doing soon she got so wet she covered her mouth with her hands and started crying I could clearly feel her getting swelled up down there with every passing second more slippery sticky stuff coming out while she was in tears crying with one hand on her mouth and another one trying to pull my hand out but I kept f******** her roughly until I felt her cl*t pumping on my fingers, she cu**ed with shaking org**m. Right after that I left her she got up and went to the other room.

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