This Soul-Stirring Poem Where A Sex Worker Tells You Why Paid F**k Is Her Choice And It's Okay Is A Slap On Your Face
Just try and empathise and let me live as I do.
My heart shattered
He bit me with those teeth...
I shut my eyes and held your hand.
Where are you?
He was delighted, he loved it.
I'm convinced that you'll never leave me alone.
But tradition is above us they say.
Mine was a love marriage. We were in a relationship for seven years before we decided to tie the knot.
While my elder sister was sent to America to pursue her MBA...