We celebrate you for defining your own beauty, style and power! Keep inspiring us with your rebellious, revolutionary and maverick creativity. You constantly WOW us and we are grateful for your authenticity and your unique vision.
♄ Saturn. how you face reality and how you structure our life. discipline, restrictions, time, achievement, lessons, guide. ♄ Links: Saturn Signs / Saturn in the Houses
♅ Uranus. your ability to innovate and go against established thoughts. where there might be refusal to blend in with others and erratic life patters. innovation, rebellion, science, progress. ♅ Links: Uranus Signs / Uranus in the Houses
♆ Neptune. your humanitarian, vulnerable, dreamy nature. what you daydream about. illusions, escape, mysticism and dissolution. ♆ Links: Neptune Signs / Neptune in the Houses
♇ Pluto. how you search for the truth and deeper meanings. where you seek control and how you deal with power. our dark side. destruction, rebirth, subconscious, healing. ♇ Links: Pluto Signs / Pluto in the Houses
She first realizes she might feel something for Stiles on the dirty, grimy locker room floor.
A kiss born out of sheer desperation to help her friend leaves her wide-eyed and confused. It’s unexpected at best; just plain wrong at worst. She’s dating Aiden and his dad is missing.
The timing is off and so she puts it aside.
Forgotten feelings rise a second time.
She’s on the dirty hallway floor this time, fingers curved around her knees and a relieved smile on her lips. He’s alive. She almost lost him, but he survived. There’s a heart-stopping moment where his eyes meet hers and she almost feels it — but then a banshee’s wail rises in her throat and she’s forced to her feet. Aiden is dead and Allison is gone and it’s wrong.
Everything is wrong.
She’s in the backseat of the jeep the third time it happens. Malia is sitting passenger and she makes a comment; she says she would never leave Stiles. An unexpected chill spreads across her chest — not jealousy, but something like it. Eyes roll skyward, lips purse, and she realizes: she would never leave Stiles either.
But yet again, the timing is wrong.
He’s officially dating Malia when she finally accepts it: she feels something for Stiles that can’t be easily put into words. She could make a grand scene and force him to choose, and maybe he would even choose her if she asked. But he’s happy. She sees it in the way he defends her; hears it in his voice when he says her name. He’s happy with Malia, and that’s the most important revelation of all.
Maybe she’s missed her chance, or maybe they’ll find their way together in the end. Maybe she’s meant to understand what genuine, adult love feels like (patient and willing to put his needs above her own) so she can love another better than she knew how to love Jackson.
Or maybe this is all they’ll ever be, because as always —-
“Growing up I didn’t understand the color of my skin.. Telemundo never had a dark skin Latina leading actress, at least not while I was growing up. Imagine what that does to a young child, who was not seeing anyone who looked like her or her family on the only network her family watched… I’ve grown to love the skin I’m in and hope to encourage my WOC(women of color) to do so also because it’s up to us to open these opportunities and break these walls. Everyone has their own definition of “beauty” but guess what?! there is no definition, you define your beauty, therefore you must embrace it and cherish it because there can only be 1 you!! —– Monicastylemuse DOMINICANA SOY!!
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Bullied teenager Kyemah McEntyre showed her classmates how to stand up to the haters — by rocking out the best damn prom dress, made by hand. The 18-year-old artist designed the daring frock and Markell Evette of Markell’s Closet created it AND CAN WE SAY THAT SHE LOOKED DAMN GOOD IN IT?!!
“Don’t let anyone define you. Beautiful things happen when you take pride in yourself,” McEntyre wrote on one photo.