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Mon🎼oon Nayak🥀

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I was drunk yesterday Nothing happened right? I mean we didnt?! Right? I am not a gentleman though Cliff hanger!!! #microtale145 #montales

I was drunk yesterday Nothing happened right? I mean we didnt?! Right? I am not a gentleman though Cliff hanger!!! #microtale145 #montales

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#tahirsharif me and Indonesian linger hanger Eng

#tahirsharif me and Indonesian linger hanger Eng

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#tahirsharif me and Indonesian linger hanger Eng

#tahirsharif me and Indonesian linger hanger Eng

srilatha lion

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ప్రస్తుత hanger కు తగిలేసిన గతం దుస్తూలే జ్ఞాపకాలు #yqbaba #yqkavi #telugu #teluguvelugu #hanger #జ్ఞాపకాలు #దుస్తూలు #ఏకవాక్యకవిత

ప్రస్తుత hanger కు తగిలేసిన గతం దుస్తూలే జ్ఞాపకాలు #yqbaba #yqkavi #telugu #teluguvelugu #hanger #జ్ఞాపకాలు #దుస్తూలు #ఏకవాక్యకవిత

Sanjana Kumar

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My nails threaten to bleed. But I dig. Hey, does this qualify as mania? //caption// A Circle, the Maniac Created -Sanjana Kumar It's a vicious circle. Of rain drenched over coats that I've hung to dry by your front door,

My nails threaten to bleed. But I dig. Hey, does this qualify as mania? //caption// A Circle, the Maniac Created -Sanjana Kumar It's a vicious circle. Of rain drenched over coats that I've hung to dry by your front door,

Durga Kannan

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To him, we were like clothes on a hanger. Meant to be there whenever he chose to use us. His objects. His personal inventory of things. As if, we weren't human; we didn't have feelings; we didn't have opinions. That's how he treated me and the rest. A dictator, that's what he was. Throwing us around, crushing us, stamping on us, keeping us locked, like clothes in a cupboard. We were his slaves. He, our master. He bought us for a price, like commodities. We resented that. It played on our psyche making us feel lowly, worse than animals, who as pets were treated way better. We had a plan. Together, we drugged him and locked him up in the store room. The four of us escaped. To a better life. A better world. A dignified existence where we're treated as humans. To him, we were like clothes on a hanger. Meant to be there whenever he chose to use us. His objects. His personal inventory of things. As i

To him, we were like clothes on a hanger. Meant to be there whenever he chose to use us. His objects. His personal inventory of things. As if, we weren't human; we didn't have feelings; we didn't have opinions. That's how he treated me and the rest. A dictator, that's what he was. Throwing us around, crushing us, stamping on us, keeping us locked, like clothes in a cupboard. We were his slaves. He, our master. He bought us for a price, like commodities. We resented that. It played on our psyche making us feel lowly, worse than animals, who as pets were treated way better. We had a plan. Together, we drugged him and locked him up in the store room. The four of us escaped. To a better life. A better world. A dignified existence where we're treated as humans. To him, we were like clothes on a hanger. Meant to be there whenever he chose to use us. His objects. His personal inventory of things. As i

Thomas Oluwatosin

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FATHER'S DEEDS I Ti-ke-re, ti-ke-re, The sound hurls in its awareness to me, Kre-ke-ke-ke, the tune changed but really audible, A cricket or

FATHER'S DEEDS I Ti-ke-re, ti-ke-re, The sound hurls in its awareness to me, Kre-ke-ke-ke, the tune changed but really audible, A cricket or