Its scary to me that I almost didn't remember the password to my own blog. A testament to my absence. I'm feeling exceptionally energetically expansive status post kundalini yoga class. Creative type energy suitable for library blogging. To my right 40-something man is browsing youtube video girls in bikinis dancing- he probably has a boner and will be visiting casual encounters on craigslist next. Someone lock up Miley Cyrus. I'm browsing astrology trying my best to encounter a thesis that deems us incompatible- not that a second (third, fourth, or infinite number) opinion would even help. After all the time and bullshit, the magnetism is still abracadabra status. Regardless of your recklessness with respect to romantic relations. Admittedly, I love it all. I've also never been so mad at anyone. Ever. Unconditional love is the radical acceptance of the light and the shadow, right? And we all know that any Scorpio with a palpable pulse loves a good metamorphosis undertaking. Let us see. Will this caterpillar become a butterfly or a moth?
You all know how I feel about Bugs.
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