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...
Pedestals Built on Panic: Why Our Definition of Respect Is Broken
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*Jabhi bhi* i travelled between two worlds, from the grit of the streets to
the gloss of the suites, my first instinct was to look straight at the
margi...
2 weeks ago
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