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We, as humans are driven by a lot of things, the urge to work, to want.
The desire, the passion for certain things and the zeal to get them.
But these things, these intentions, feelings and passion for more comes from the brain.
But what if the ability to satisfy those desires was whisked from the works of your entire body and you're left there, desperate
-desperate to fill that void.
Well, that's me.
The girl with no sexual, anything.
As if seeing a therapist and buying medicine wasn't enough, the face of the strangers at the mart when I'm pricing a dildo is often
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WU My ears fell upon soft blues that played at the background while she softly bit across my ear. Her heated shivering breath rushed around my neck making a low moan escape my lips. She lightly raised me on her billiard table before she caressed the ropes around my camisole linen. Her knees brushed up my inner thighs as I almost climaxed as the mere touch of her hands. "Diane" Her name escaped my moaning lips as she slowly pulled down my camisole, ignoring my plea for mercy. There was something about her hands and the way she handled them that got me anticipated of her next touch. Her distinctive mystical scent aroused my sense of smell as she reached for the band that loosely packed my straight hair. It was obvious she
AALIYAH "Oh my god, baby baby don't you see-e-eI got everythin' you ne-e-edOnly a genius could love a woman like she" I paused as I plunged my head under the running water from the shower that rested into the wall above.Still mentally chorusing the song with an invisible microphone in one hand, i struggled to rinse off the lather on my shoulders.This was what I spent majority of my time doing in the showers, hosting an imaginary concert with fans that cheered-and no, i'm not crazy, you want proof--check my recent psych evaluation, yes, the board did order that. Who was to blame? I had the whole day to myself withou
AALIYAH As humans, we have this moral convictions and conception of ideas that we mentally accept to be true-these are our beliefs.The ones we have by faith, that is things we cannot see and the ones that are factual.The faith in things that you cannot see but believe to be true can be easily labeled as religion.And no matter, where you are, or from or even who you are, the color of your skin- -we all have beliefs. And in what i believe, we are taught how to fast and how to pray. How to love and accept everyone. We are taught goodness--a
JACQUELINEWalking past the gliding shoulders and the shivering lights as I paced to the backstage.My round loops earrings bounced against my shoulders, next to a braid that hung from the side of head towards my ear.On both sides was nothing more than a braid as I jellied the edges, tying the ends in an afro-bun-my natural hair gladly peeking through the velvet chiffon scarf that I tied."Welcome back from your maternity leave" Jones, the club manager had jeered, a stick of lighted cigarette sticking through his dark lips.At the corner of the stage where he sat, he received special treatments from the new girls.He stood, one of the girls still grinding him as he accessed me from my head to toe.I had brought my heels to a halt as I turned around, giv
JACQUELINESIX YEARS AGO"He and his wife spent minutes at the line carefully picking out a cake for their daughter's eighteenth birthday" He spoke.The store owner had a bandage around his arms as he stood next to the reporter, narrating with horror the events that will haunt him for the rest of his life."They'd been so picky, disregarding there was a line along the bakery but when they talked about their daughter, you could see from their smile just how proud they were"He ascertained with a firm nod."Something tells me she's gonna make it in this life"
KALEOTHREE MONTHS FROM NOW - THE NIGHT OF MURDERI threw my head across my shoulders, my red hair flipping to each side I turned as I failed at my decision not to panic.One of my hands clutched the stick while the other held unto the bloody stained ends of my flowing gown.Not being the least I cared about, I walked across the shattered glasses around the empty room before I halted, panting heavily.My lungs ached, begging for air and my heart skipped at each suspense, each sound.And immediately I picked up my phone, the messages lined up on my cracked screen from Aaliyah.
KALEOFrantically hiding a bottle of booze, I jolted my phone from my pocket at the sight of Jeffrey."Called her yet?" He asked, a towel around his waist as he applied deodorant.A slight nod was enough to embark on another journey back to Minnesota with the help of Maria."What did she say?" He asked."She hasn't texted back" I replied as he struggled with his pair of pants, shaking his head."You texted her that you want her to drive you to Minnesota? The least you could do is call" He said as he sat up."I could have done this by myself but I'm yet to receive car insurance and it's not like you're willing to wheel me across states" I said as I sat in the front of the mirror, staring at my pathetic reflection.I was mess, with eyebags and an unnoticeable stench of booze and fear."So we're embarking on a two day trip to find out if your fat
MARIALove,I imagine how long you've waited to hear about this very sensitive topic.A very much intuitive and naive thirteen year old Maria could write a thousand essays on just love.She could write love songs and poems about maybe how love was the best thing that could happen to a teenager-quite the opposite of Jacqueline when she was younger, you know the ones chased after boys and love letters and thinking they could navigate their terrifying minds.She was unsophisticated and could go the very much extra mile for mere love. But it was until she did love and she lost that she realized, love could be defined in a million words--none of which quite fitted her.****FOURTEEN YEARS AGOThe high plateau land was filled with scanty vegetation and dust precipitated in the air as we walked be
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Jacqueline had her legs up in the air as Harry squeezed her palms tightly. She couldn't believe she was here, doing this again."Push" The nurse yelled into her ears as she felt hands running down her thighs. "You're contracting, baby's coming out soon" You could hear the sound of her hands against the gloves.Jacqueline's head was tilted and her eyes faced the ceiling, refusing to look at Harry who was barely holding himself together in his blue scrubs and the napkin he had against her sweaty forehead.She was weak, feeble as if it were her first time. She couldn't believe she'd have another this soon, and all she could hear was the sound of their voices the night they talked about it.NINE MONTHS AGOThere was still a box lying on the kitchen counter. Jacqueline was in Harry's hands as they watched the tom and jerry movie. It was whilst giggling tha
161JACQUELINE BAIEMy feet brushed against the wet grasses, i had taken off my shoes as i fled down the hills in his hands. You could hear his brief chuckles and my loud giggles as i almost tripped.He halted to catch me in his hands. His arms wrapped around me as the winds breezed into my face, swaying my hair to the sides. I wore a smile on my face as it all moved slowly——i was here, not mentally but in this exact moment. Physically, in a short white dress and a veil that had fallen along the aisle. And i wanted to stay here. I wanted to always be here.He gripped me a little hard that it began to tickle and i pushed him away to the ground before making a run for it. I ran towards where the sun was setting and where i could still see Maria and the other people and the wedding canopy that we had set.Just a few of us, family. That had always been here for the big and small moment
WUI had always wanted to bring her flowers, but not like this, not at her grave. It was shimmering with snow that dropped to the ground.And my boots were buried in it whilst i stared at the red flower i had dropped it. I looked to the chair that was beside, snow on the seats before i sat in. My gloved hands wrapped my elbows as i moved my head warmer. Each breath i took gave accompanied with a chill. It was freezing out here.But i didn’t care. I just wanted to see her.“Anyways Fox is going to spend time. Life probably, i just don’t want to know or get myself involved in anything like that” I said, as if we had been talking for a long time. Silence dawned as i looked to the gatekeeper. He was already used to me coming here since the past few months and talking to a corpse. I wasn’t crazy, he knew it.He would often say how i wasn’t the only person that came here to do it. The truth is,
JACQUELINETWO MONTHS LATER"The loss of a someone close to us is perhaps one of the deepest and most sensitive we will ever come to experience. It can be difficult to process these emotions and work through the stages of grief" I had started out, calm as if i’d gotten my emotions in check. You could hardly believe that i was the same one that broke out in tears a while ago.I cleared my throat, staring Wu in the eyes, who had nodded to give me a sort of encouragement. I then breathed heavily before i carried on."To say Aaliyah was selfless would be an understatement— She was more and to a lot of us, even more. She tried her best to brighten our lives even when she was living in the dark" I paused.I had read all the articles to prevent me from crying when i passed the eulogy. I had read about remembering to breathe, eating befo
WUEverywhere was silent, the door had finally stopped swinging as the nurse went back out. The same nurse that had wheeled me in. I sat in my chair in front of the bed in which she was laid open.The nurse had raised the sheets over her head but i was sure that she was listening. I had hoped that she was listening.Jade.Tears overwhelmed my eyes before they fell down my cheeks. The tears that were more than enough to ache the throat and make the voice disappear. I searched for the words to say as i finally saw her unconscious body, laying across the bed. I didn’t know it was going to be this hard to do this.“J—” I couldn’t get passed the first letter of her name as my voice quivered. I was shaking, as i buried my face into the tissue in my hands. I snorted in it before heaving in a deep breath.“Hey Jade” I broke into uncontrollabl
AALIYAHEverything had changed. With my parents by my left and Dele sitting close to me on the hospital bed. I could hear my slow groans as i was intubated.But alas, my eyes were open and i could see Leila walking slowly towards me with Wu beside her and the only question asides who wouldn't have thought——Was the inevitable one of whether or not i was willing to let go. But the choice was not up to me.If not, maybe i would have chosen to stay and then my eyes fell her. With whom i shared so much of a striking resemblance with. Who would've thought?My own sister, Ayeesha.-There was a light that flashed behind my eyes. The light, before my eyes shut wide open. Dele was beside me and Diane, and Wu.“I’m so glad you’re awake” Dele said, clenching my p
JACQUELINEAaliyah walked towards the door, twisting the knob to slide the lock out of place. I could see her shadows from beneath her door. It had approached after knowing merely twice. And then the door swung open to reveal her in an apron——and a half wide smile. “Jacqueline, now what are you doing here?” She asked, sticking the tips of her fingers into her mouth. “I just came to see you” I replied as i walked in, closing the door behind me.NOWI walked in, brushing shoulders with the sheriff that was just about to take his leave from Wu’s room. I trailed him with the corner of my eyes as the door closed behind him. They were scattered around the halls i had noticed. And Wu was seated up, against her pillow which was against the wall.She looked better.She was better. She had a bandage wrapped around her left wrist and one around