Hello 🙃 can I ask for a cryptic reading on the topic of my pretty sad nonexistent love life? Thanks DI ❤️
an outstretched hand offers you water, drips fish scales twisting into honeycomb blades twists into the sharp intake of breath-- water under footprints, wading, walking, wanders into greener pastures: shadows buzz at the edges of your fingertips.
Exoskeletal lovers.











