i've noticed leo moons have a sort of sadness to them. like there's an inability to be seen in a way that benefits them. there's what initially catches people's attention, then the underbelly of having to cater that, while undergoing darker themes.
the prison of performance.
Also, a lot of the time when you love to cook, people think you're jumping at the chance to impress them. I do not care what someone who eats like they're stuck in a WWII bomb shelter, thinks about the way I cook.
Gimme dat telepathic, souls intertwined, withstanding eternities, birthing new worlds, written in the stars, let the gods look down in awe, rise together, typa love
One of my twins looks at me like she’s just sooo proud of me and the other twin looks at me like I’m the most beautiful thing in the world
So honestly I couldn’t give a fuck what anyone ever thinks about me ever again
Women’s refusal to honour the fact they also weren’t in a good mental space to discern whether a man is good for them or not seems to be the collective blind spot.
Yes, someone CHOOSES to do you wrong but you also CHOOSE to ignore your intuition & gaslight yourself. So what’s was even happening where you had to centre fantasy over reality?
Can you even be honest about that?
i confuse people. i have a happy personality and a sad soul. i'm bold but shy. i love deeply but sometimes i feel heartless. i'm healing and hurting at the same time. i'm dedicated to growth, but i self sabotage
How could you NOT fall in love with the glow of the moon and stars, the warmth of the sun, the ancient life within the trees, and the sweet melodies of the winds.
some ppl perceive me as an absolute sweetheart… like the sweetest , kindest most considerate… others perceive me as a mean ass bitch. both are accurate. you get what you deserve from me & nothing less.