aries rising: matchstick heart coloured in black and white. as young as the morning with creative vision ingresses into the future taurus rising: slow to love and sprout as daisies over the winter. but from a pure venus heart. affection is enduring. five key senses gemini rising: as bright and cheerful as the sun, as changeable as the moon, as mischievous as mercury, as curious as pluto, as logical as saturn, as hilarious as jupiter cancer rising: a cardinal inferno snowflake blowing in the winter winds, a warming embrace, a channel into pure creative essence, they peel the tapestry of life to reveal true beauty leo rising: eyes and heart are wide open, sensitive, and ready to be touched, cherished, and adored. mango swirls of naked sunshine, every corner is an alter, every star is a spotlight virgo rising: sacred geometry joins every scar and freckle like constellations of maths and magic. the mercury lamp, swift and sweet, humble and modest libra rising: wind blows through a dandelion, planting flowers in peoples hearts like strawberries and cream splendour, writing lyrics in every crevice scorpio rising: a gemstone carved in the underworld sparkling with esoteric wisdom and longings. a bound presence, like being tightly wrapped in infinity. she will blow the particles of your body away until the soul shrieks nakedly sagittarius rising: an ocean bathe, a mountain wind, a universe kiss, thread lovingly with woven laughter, glow, jupiter philosophy, and fortune cards capricorn rising: resplendent and quaint, a wavelength of ambition and inspiration, earth bound architect, a celestial CEO with the heart of an old soul aquarius rising: an electric blue dance, losing yourself in the sway of held hands and psychedelic beats, time traveling light years away to reunite you with your existence on many dimensions pisces rising: tear stoked and a heart coloured in idealism and spiritual worship, wind chimes of delicate soul paint and a vessel back to heaven
-rewatching Suits from the beginning, Jessica Lourdes Pearson is still goals
-gotta get a new doctor cuz the quack I went to called me 5'8, I almost decked him for disrespect
-I’ve never had someone call my feet sexy and idk how to take it
-Message to future Jenn Penn: Pack.
-“I can spot them lips in a lineup, don’t insult me”
-I found a house for sale in Brooklyn and I looked up the listing and it was for 10 million. Just from quick investigation from the curb, it doesn’t even crack a mill. Maybe 1.5. Y'all backyard realtors get on my last nerve.
Nabra, Philando’s dash video, his arrested gf and her daughter video, Georgias special election: ignoring all that shit for mangoes and sunshine. Thanks Mgmt.