Dear Wretched Thing.

Does it irk you to know that you have no authority over my words, actions, thoughts or feelings?

Does it irk you to know that your new goat is not yet ready for the slaughter?  He is nothing more than an angry child!

Fool!  Anger is my ally!  I pull the strings!  I guide.  I control.

Does it irk you to know that your petty threats are as meaningless and as empty as your cold black heart and  barren Soul?

Have you met my warriors yet?  They ride the White Horse.

Learning by Example!

Love me or hate me, both are in my favour. If you love me, I will always be in your heart, and if you hate me, I will be in your mind.

— Qandeel Baloch