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Me: why am I the way I am
My astrological sign character traits on literally any site/product anywhere:
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Me: *Likes someone*
BFF: Be nice! Don't... be evil.
Crush: Yo~
Me: I think you're a bit stupid but tolerable. You're the last person on this world I'd date though.
Crush: What?
Me: What
BFF: ... *facepalm*
I hope the next guy I fuck with it, is really trying to hold it down for me. I need my black blown out every single night ... But I also need you to acknowledge me at all times as your partner in everything. Not a side task or momentary distraction from your fucked up life Cuz I got a fucked up life too and I can help you get better so we can be better and grow together just don't play me for a fool cuz I'll never forget it
Death. A Rant by a Scorpionic Ragey Libra Jerk.
Why do we give it so much power over us? How weird is it, that we're the only thing on this planet that mourns it's own mortality.
I feel, with having a Scorpio Rising, has given me the insights to being strong with out knowing it. But I think for any Scorpionic placement to be strong, you have to surrender yourself to it's Plutonian nature.
My mother died two years ago. She lived with her illness for maybe four or five years. Before that even happened, my biggest fear was the loss of my mom. She was my best friend in this life. At one point my only friend. So I cowered before the idea of her death, even to a point where I swore to the universe to take me out before her.
Then she got sick, and Reality moved in. Saturn, or Pluto, moved right in. I had no choice but to face that reality. I guess I could have lied to myself, but I had this innate prowess that told me to face it, deal with it, because it'll be better for you in the end.
So I did. I sacrificed my later teen years, and early 20s to stay at home, and be with my mother. I had this gut reaction that told me to stay and value every day of it because Death was coming, and it's coming for us all. I don't say that to morbid, it's a fact of life. I don't say it to strike fear in you of it. I say it to wake you up, and face it. Look at life with open eyes, and it's not that scary.
She passed away two years ago. I lived through my biggest fear in life. In accepting Plutonic Nature: Death. I was stronger then what I could have guess. There are times now, where I feel so hopeless, but then I remember the fact, nothing scares me. Nothing has power over me anymore. I have seen my fear come out from under the bed, and manifest right before my eyes.
I do not regret one day of it. I have no resentments over it. The only thing I hate, is the fact I forget how strong I really am. With no oppositions in life, you have nothing to test your true power against, you forget how strong you really are.
It is said, Scorpio Rising is the hardest in astrology to deal with. It's because we're not lucky enough to go through life with a blindfold, and someone telling us it's all going to be okay. That lie is the most dangerous thing in our minds. Again, I'm not saying life is shitty, and awful. But to understand that parts of it is, you learn to appreciate the beautiful things, the people in it, the moments that make the whole.
So I really don't understand why we have this stupid, childish, romantic views on death. This goes right with stories of Santa, Tooth Fairy, and Prince Charming. Why are they held in such regard at this day, and age.
This has been a Rant by Your Local Ragey Libran/Scorpio Rising jerk. I swear I have a bright and shiny side to me!
I haven't left my bed today.
I was drinking with my roommate because I couldn’t sleep, and he asked me how you get over someone you love…
I gave him the old standby of “time helps.”
But it doesn’t. People you love will forever be etched upon your being.
That’s just how it goes.
I wanted to tell him…”I’m sorry that you had the misfortune of falling in love. That person will probably always haunt your dreams. They’ll always be apart of you, and you’ll always feel them tugging at your soul.” …But I couldn’t do it…he looked so hopeful.