(Source: mycontinuum, via dontoverdose)
Gemini Rising:
Gemini rising denotes a kind, willing, humane, intellectual and expressive disposition. The fate improves when restlessness and diffusiveness are overcome. The whole life will advance through education and intellectual attainments. The native will exhibit much curiosity and a desire to learn and will show signs of cleverness with inventive abilities, which may be turned to advantage or abused, according to the horoscope.
Scorpio Descendant:
Truly intact with her intuition and ability to understand the deep purposes of most things in life. What seems to be forbidden or kept under the rug, delivers an appealing darkness drawing them in. She has a emotional understanding of life, hatred, death etc and the people around her. However only a few people will ever be invited into the true depth’s of her true secretive and personal world. The others will be left within arms space. She will most likely be pursuing and uncovering mysteries of the world. Investigating the problem/issues of the universe.
He’s open minded. Generous. Interested in the origin of language, geography, and culture. He’s my artist, my writer, my musician. The intellectual, handsome character in a movie. The hero all the pretty girls fall for.
your arms felt like a cradle
you laid out your hand to me; i hesitated, pushed it away. looking around the parking lot, looking at the bodies moving swiftly across the bar. You looked disappointed, thinking “she might just not recognize me much anymore.” We sat on the patio in the corner on wooden chairs and a wobbly table. I sipped my drink through a straw as if it were a milkshake. “it’s strange seeing you now.” I looked up at your hands, now wrapped tight around your beer bottle. but soon grew weary, so i glanced out in space again. I felt a twinge of melancholy, seeing them move in perfect harmony. It took me weeks to look at you, like I might have back then. “stop thinking,” you said, “you’re always thinking so much.”
A gust of wind pushed past me as you walked me to my car, you were my force of nature. I was aggravated that the only man who shattered my heart so severely was able to make me feel the opposite extreme and diminish all doubts just by whispering, “im sorry” in my ear. I shivered and clenched my fists, squeezed my eyes shut. i shut faces, shut the world, shut the noise. “don’t cry” i thought. i kissed you tenderly instead. you gave a difficult smile. Not realizing it may have been the last time. I watched you get into your car. I didn’t cry in the parking lot, i didn’t cry in front of you. Instead i started to drive. I drove until the red light forced me to a stop. That’s when my tears streamed down my face.
All i could think of was the March breeze, how it lifted you up and swept you to a place far away.
The orchestra is captivating and unforgettable.
(Source: thiswaydie)
it is an underlit mink grey morning. underlit like tree branches and sidewalks. i veer into a semi stretch under my crimson red covers. there is an unyielding ache from between my shin up to the center part of my patella. Dull fatigue in my bones. And i think its from not having you near me at night, but the logic of it all, is that i must have slept with my leg positioned at a strange angle. I sit up with my chin resting on my knees. Both my lanky arms wrapped around my legs as if they were a dainty version of you. I think. Most mornings I just think. picture. envision. imagine. You, sipping your orange juice out of a coffee mug. Making fun of the smug pretentious butterflies that swim by. We name the clouds by every curve. We dance on top of the dewy grass together, underneath the sun that dips down in a blanket of moss. You spin me around and take me under one arm and now my back is leaning on your prominent chest. And i just sway with you. We just sway with the humid Houston weather. We’ll keep dancing, listening to the noises of the day. And we’ll still be out observing nature until dusk, until nightfall creeps on us. And i just close my eyes. Then all of a sudden im back in my room with my chin still resting in the same position. Only now there is a smile i cannot get rid of. And a memory of you I will never forget.