What's my life if not an empty matka?
I stand in a long queue under the rage of sun~
holding the neck of my life and its
body hugging my waist in right. I grasp my
parched throat and try to gulp them.
But it gets cracked every time I try to make a move.
I wish my air filled life to be replaced by water. #yqbaba#quotestitchers#QSblindwars#qsblindwarsr3#pertinaceous#qsblindwarsr3k
