Best 4 quotes of Akanksha Singh on MyQuotes

Maybe if I stretch my lips, I will remember how to smile.

My word stink of blood and gore of sleepless nights of invisible demons of razors and knives of slashed wrists My words - they stink.

Promises Made and kept Forgotten in keyless chambers Dusty with age and neglect Promises - that once were, Still are, Will always be..

You're my apostrophe, you make me belong.