Sep 6, 2018
Can you write something about my url? :)
She puts her palm out for a high five and the expectant smile jumps straight to the hand of hamsa that you’re wearing as a necklace so that the fingertips reach your heart and it thuds and you’re not contained in a state anymore. Tumbling through innocence, ignorance, bravery, fall down further until her palm presses your head not your hand. Protection, I’ll keep you safe. No eyes that are evil, only ones holding laughter, only hands made for hands, hands meant for goddesses. Hands that say, ‘I’m going to let go now but you’ve got two of your own, go and reach out for the rest of the world.’
Send me an ask, I’ll answer with prose based on what your URL reminds me of.