My First Love
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It takes time to heal a broken heart...
It takes time to forget...
It takes time to stand again...
It takes time to smile genuinely after a heartbreak...
And especially, it takes time to MOVE ON.
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Naging inspirasyon ko sya dati. Isa sa mga rason ko kung bakit ako nagpupursige.
Simple gestures of him makes my day complete.
Lagi lang akong nakatanaw sa kanya mula sa malayo.
Palihim ko syang minamahal kaya naman palihim rin akong nasasaktan at umiiyak kapag nababalitaan kong may girlfriend na sya.
Natutuwa akong makita kang masaya kaso ang sakit-sakit lang na tanggapin na hindi ako ang rason ng mga ngiti mong nagpapasaya sa akin.
Your my first LOVE and also my first HEARTBREAK.
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My name is Shane Aubrey Delos Reyes and this is my story.
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"Lyselle." Hindi ako nagsalita. Instead, I slowly brought down my lips to him, expecting he'd somehow push me away when it landed, but he didn't. Many things happened at once. Naramdaman ko ang braso niyang pumulupot sa baywang ko, ang isa'y tumungo sa aking batok. It made it easier for him to press my lips against him further. His mouth opened mine in a heartbeat and his warm tongue invaded mine, daring me to up the stakes through devouring my mouth as if that was food he was ready to annihilate. Naramdaman ko siyang tumayo, his strength making it feels like a walk in the park to carry me upstairs while my legs latched around his waist in a desparate attempt to feel his warmth. Halos hindi ko namalayan ang pagbubukas niya ng pintuan ng kwarto. Ni hindi ko maisip kung paano niya nagawa iyon gayong hindi kailanman bumitaw ang labi niya mula sa akin. But at that point, I stopped caring. I love the feel of his mouth and his tongue inside me so much and I kept thinking about what it would feel like on my pussy, hot and wet gliding over my clit. I moaned at the thought of it. He groaned when he heard and I could feel the bulge of his dick against my thigh, hardening. My pulse picked up and I felt my core getting wet. Nang maramdaman ko ang malamig na pader sa aking likuran ay dahan-dahan kong tinanggal ang mga hita kong nakapulupot sa kanya. Muling naramdaman ng talampakan ko ang lamig ngunit hindi ko iyon alintana. I grabbed the drawstrings of his pants and tugged on it, taking away my face from him for a moment to say, "You're overdressed for this." "As you are, princess," and to my utter shock, he tugged on my nightgown which easily tore apart, revealing my breasts to him. TW: Suicide, Self-Harm, PTSD, Violence, Sex
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