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UsaMamo Week 2025 - Day 4 - Free Day

For Christmas, my husband got me a book called "Colorstrology" (link to Goodreads) for fun / inspiration. I noticed that both Usagi's and Mamoru's birthdays are different shades of Orange, and decided to use that as a theme for "Free Day" photos for @usamamoweek. If you are curious on what color is yours based on your birthday - check out this link

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[movinginelliptical]

Drunk in a bar that seems to accommodate the world, in one hand a cigarette that almost burns their fingers and in the other hand, the weight of everything they don't understand. The hours drag on to the sound of chairs being pushed and glasses crashing, the air is intoxicating, a mixture of pleasure and despair. They went out into the world to see the stars but in reality it was an attempt to chase away the tears and the emptiness, they try to live but they only kill themselves, that's all they know. Between setbacks and a blurry vision the way home begins to be trodden, the agony increases because there is no feeling of belonging, home is not a refuge, it is a reminder of how alone they are. The tears fall again, the tears break around them and the emptiness begins to swallow them. There's no escape, today is crying yourself to sleep once again.

[movinginelliptical]

I know I'm a mess living in the eye of the hurricane and drinking from the rain. My mouth speaks my unfiltered thoughts, which is a landslide of words and emotions. I can't shut my mouth and stop the flow that is the mixture of what dwells in my heart and in my mind. My body follows the bed of a turbulent river, sometimes the sharp stones cut my skin and I bleed, but I see that I'm made of sharp points as well and even though I don't want to, I cut the stones back. The river wants to return me to the sea, but I don't know how to survive with sharks. My heart beats to the rhythm of a thunder and it keeps me true to myself.

[movinginelliptical]

What slip through my lips? Sometimes, only love and rage.

[movinginelliptical]

It was just as our lips were about to touch that I knew. I knew I wanted to feel your breath on my skin, I wanted to feel the gentle weight of your hands on my face, and I knew I would be addicted to you. When we kiss, her taste became my favorite flavor.

[milneysworld]

I asked her once how she knew she was in love. She told me "it's like when you're little and you're first told that the earth is spinning. You try so hard to feel it but, in the end, deep down, you know it's really there."

Excerpt from a book I'll never finish 01