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GRAPE

Rip my thights and ruin my makeup.

Dirty me. Demolish me. Abuse me.

Kiss me hard, and make me sad.

Undo me. Open me. Ravage me.

Take off my skirt, and what lies under,

Take a puff, thus leave me to wonder.

Take off my shirt, leave my chest so bare,

So easy, so clear, no love to share.

Pull my hair, strangle me, choke me

Take my vision, theres nothing to see.

Take my ears, my hearing so sweet,

Thus i shall have no abilty to fleet.

And when youre done, grab all your things

But make sure to never stop and stare.

The work youve done, her broken wings,

of the angel fallen, bloody-bare

~xox♡ PriyaAkira

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vanilla,pretty little liars,lace ribbons and all things pretty and pink !🦢

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two sides of tumblr girlies

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HAPPY40...!

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My instagram: https://www.instagram.com/_priya.akira_?igsh=MTR1M295d3hibjVhMw==

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"Just promise you wont lie to me, please?" the boy asked. And the girl promised.

Without knowing the consequences of her words.

She knew lies well. As well as her family members. A good memory can be a blessing and a curse.

A curse when you see your mother sending off a different man than her boyfriend, after a-rather-loud-night. A curse when you see alcohol bottles in your sober uncles garage. A curse when you see your different family members snooping around in eachothers things or catch them talking shit behind eachothers backs.

Lies seem much more normal to you, when you see them daily.

Her mother was a good liar. She had always been. And the girl had learnt from her. It wasnt always like that though. Once she had been able to trust her. There once was a time she took her mom as a parent, once was a time she felt safe with her. But that had been a long time ago. A long time, multiple beatings, screaming-filled car rides,punishments and silent-treatments ago.

And she felt the effects of that every day. She felt unhappy. But the older she got, the less there was something she could do about it.

With a blink of an eye she had turned into an adult. Her mom turning into a child. The girl never felt safe, protected. Never by anyone. She always felt unstable, if she wasnt in control. She couldnt trust anyone with that.

Did it hurt her? Of course it did.

It hurt bad. She always wished she had been born to a normal family. A family that didnt lie and manipulate. A family that had a mom and a dad.

When she was younger, she used to act as if she had that. When her uncle took her out with his girlfriend to a toy-store, she always pretended as if they were a happy family. Maybe that's where her love for acting sprouted from. But you cant live your life fullfillingly if you are constantly acting as someone else, thats obvious to anyone.

And now, think...how can a person like that ever be able to love someone?

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This is a 21th century heartbreak.

Stalking, screaming, crying

All done behind their back

Laughing, longing, sighing

Wishing it could have last.

This is a 21th century heartbreak

We see eachother with covered eyes,

Our lips parted, as we walk past

Eachother, seeing blurry lines

Of the memories that have passed.

This is a 21th century heartbreak

Its not pretty at all, my love

Its not a methaphorical dove,

Breaking its wing unable to fly

To the high high sky.

This is a 21th century heartbreak

Between people that werent meant to last

We hear eachothers screetching laughs,

Voices as they echo through our crowds.

We smell the familiar perfume, making us sick to the max

This is a 21th century heartbreak,

That once was more;

That once was love.

~X0X♡,PriyaAkira

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I swear to god.

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Art is life.

i just want to be perfect ‧₊ ♱. ݁‧⁺

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So me fr.

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BURNING PART 2

So when comes time, your feelings warp,

The color turns from pink to lime.

You shall then turn your head and see,

Theres nothing left behind from me.

No strawberries in your field,

only shards;the wings of hundred eyeflies.

Theres nowhere to run,nowhere to yield,

You are in the midst of your demise.

And then you'll think, and then you'll wish

You will beg, and pray and plead.

But there will be noone, not even a whish.

In scilence, you will bleed.

~X0X♡,PriyaAkira.

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I found your instagram I found your tumblr

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Look at you, Wiping your own tears With the same hands That long to be held

Ayesha Zahra