TEZO DIGITAL

Hey I have a few things I need to say to you. I know what I've done. And everything I'm about to say is true. I woke up this morning. All I could think about is how I disgraced you. I'm sorry for what I've done and I feel like I've misplaced you. I know how serious it is. It hurts. But believe it was a mistake. I know you don't deserve this. The decision is yours to make. I swore that I'd never hurt you. But I've proven myself to be a liar. I'd do anything to make it up to you. Because no one can take me higher. You're the only girl I want to be with for the rest of my life. All I can think about is what I've done, it cuts more than any knife. If I'm being repetitive. I'm sorry. I just want to get this out. What I did is not who I am. I love you. It's not what I'm about. I love you too deeply to throw this all away. I didn't mean to hurt you. I still know what I did though. I do have a heart. And this wasn

When did my feelings get so deep? Why did they take that big long leap? Going from friend to crush, What a rush, And I don't think she knows. Since when did her smile make me go weak? Since when did her tears make mine start to leak? Why does this happen when I'm always so strong? When people called me Superman I guess they were wrong, And I don't think she knows. When she talks I can't help but watch her lips, To notice their shape and curves when they dip. Wait, why am I looking? I don't even know. And I can't help but wonder if she even knows. Her beautiful eyes are nothing like ours. They're so deep and bright; you'd believe they were stars They pour forth emotions in raging rivers. They could make even me believe that Santa always delivers, And still she has no idea. Her body is perfection, though she denies it. It makes my head spin with every glance I give. She could put any man under her spell, But she doesn't kno

One of the things that I remember the most about being younger is the fact that I had no confidence in myself. I’m not saying that just to sound like I understand what it feels like, I really had absolutely no belief in myself or my abilities. Basically, I thought I was worthless and not good at anything. ​However, when I think back at it, at least it made me understand one thing or two about confidence. You may be trying to undersatand why exactly you’re not confident, but you just can’t get it. It seems like you’re doing everything right, but you find yourself asking “Why the hell I’m I not confident ?” ​If you’re eager to know why you’re not confident, here are the most probable reasons. ​ 1.You treat people’s opinions of you as facts ​Basically, if someone says something negative about you, you automatically label it as a fact, without thinking that it’s just what someone thinks, which means that they could be wrong. To give you a clearer picture, look at the dictionary

My wife was a prostitute. It all began 8 years ago when I was dumped by my girlfriend. I had just graduated and came to know that my Girlfriend was to marry a rich NRI. He was wealthy as hell. Owned couple of restaurants and petrol pumps in Delhi. Moreover he even owned 5–6 cars, all SUV. It broke my heart to see my girlfriend taking the Pheras with her new hubby. I did attend her wedding, but left soon. 2 months down the line I shifted to Mumbai. Got a job, rented an apartment with another guy and tried to move on in my life. I would drink and smoke excessively. I picked up the habit of sitting in this Ladies Bars. I was lost in a world between reality and chaos. I did not know what I was going to do in my life. I was brought up by a single mother who had died during my college days. My grandfather and grandmother took care of my further education then. I was lonely and I was lost. I was a heavy drinker and smoker and I couldn't focus on work due to my ex girlfriend. I visit

I have a master of an evil kind. He totally controls my body, soul, and mind. At first he was fun and cool, But soon I became his fool. A victim without a chance, He took my life in just a glance. He's so sneaky and full of deceit. I wonder why we ever had to meet. Thanks to my master, I am now someone I hate. I used to have a life, and it was somewhat great. Now all I do is cheat, steal, and lie, And then lie in bed praying to die. Still I can't leave my master for any reason. He's too strong and his control is never ceasin'. He's the one I run to when I wake. I can't rid him, even for my children's sake. I used to be loving, caring, and enjoyed my life, But that was before my master took me for his wife. Everyone says I don't look like the type. They can't picture me locked in my room smoking a pipe. I once was a pretty girl from the South, But now I am left with teeth rotting in my mouth. My master says, "You'll neve

I gripped on so tightly despite the fact that my palms were sore and burned. My nails dug deep onto the corroded strings to give myself a better grasp, to give myself one more hope that I would succeed.  A tear rolled onto my cheek, but I didn't care; I had to stay focused.  I used to tell myself, "I need to stay focused"…but after a lifetime of being oblivious torture, I let go.  I realized that you didn’t care and so I stood up and walked away from you - that stupid rope of hope and everything you had done to hurt me. And… I started to live again

All it took was a single swipe. The acceleration of my heartbeat, the hitching of my breathe were both a testament of how much your words affected me but of course you wouldn't know. You never saw me. Not as I wanted you to. You see the curve of my breasts, the roundness of my butt, the fullness of my lips, the wetness of my intimate parts and all thought goes out the window. Your touch is deceivingly gentle your wordscoated with all things sweet. My heart in your hands I failed to see the malice in your eyes, the possessiveness in your hands, the wicked curve to your lips. The strength in your hold. You held on so tightly that I broke Thank you for breaking me; isn't that a line from Sinead O'Connor? I never understood it before. It used to sound like permission, albeit retroactive, to hurt someone. I get it now. Only a lover can wound so deep, cut to the very core. That level of trauma has to be an inside job. You broke me and watched me bleed. You saw me fail t