i want my sanity and peace back...
before i fade away and waste... i want to indulge into my self... after realising my self...
i want another chance...
just one...
i want to be held...
i want to cry...
much before the tears dry up and turn into the salt on my wounds... i want to be free...
asap...
temples, taboos, and the terrifying power of a bleeding body
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i often find myself sitting in deep, uncomfortable silence, wondering about
the bizarre and deeply flawed geography of indian morality.
*how is it that we...
4 weeks ago
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