NekoNomNom
There is no right to heal the wrong
- May 3, 2020
- 248
Back in my freshman year of high school, there was a girl in my English class whose grandmother taught her to read palms. She offered to read mine for fun. She got really hesitant and told me that my life line splits in two different directions. That there would be an event at some point in my life that would bring about an early death; or that there was a possibility of moving past it.
I've kept that in mind to this day, especially since she taught me how to do basic palm reading. I've always looked at my hand and wondered what it would be that would be the end of me. I figured that out in March, but it doesn't make anything any easier.
I've kept that in mind to this day, especially since she taught me how to do basic palm reading. I've always looked at my hand and wondered what it would be that would be the end of me. I figured that out in March, but it doesn't make anything any easier.
