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Jessi - “Arrived”
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mythology aesthetic: morpheus
“Morpheus is a god associated with sleep and dreams. In Ovid’s Metamorphoses he is the son of Sleep, who appears in dreams in human form. From the medieval period, the name began to stand more generally for the god of dreams, or of sleep.”
Brandon Arreaga appreciation post
moodboard // moon in the 1st house
“pity those who don’t feel anything at all.” ~ sara j maas
Gemini in summer
Leo in summer
Libra in summer
Sagittarius in spring
moodboard: mars in the 8th house
“desire is the kind of thing that eats you and leaves you starving.” ~ nayyirah waheed
Sagittarius in summer
moodboard: mars in the 11th house
“we are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.” ~ oscar wilde
moodboard: mars in the 12th house
“how far from the beginning are we? when did we first start to feel the wound?” ~ susan sontag
Cancer in summer
moodboard: mars in the 1st house
“i will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness.” ~ e. e. cummings
Virgo in summer
moodboard: mars in the 7th house
“if you were married to yourself could you stay with yourself?
my house would be frightening and wild.” ~ yrsa daley-ward
Pisces in summer
moodboard: mars in the 9th house
“we were like gods at the dawning of the world, and our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other.” ~ madeline miller
I shouldn’t have But I don’t give no fucks I admit that I’m a little messed up But I can’t hide it when I’m all dressed up I’m obsessive and I love too hard Good at overthinking with my heart How you even think it got this far?
And I can be needy Way too damn needy I can be needy Tell me how good it feels to be needed
I can be needy So hard to please me I know it feels so good to be needed
you too. — chase atlantic
The V I R G O woman
She is slow and steady; all things persistent and consistent— and like a flower she will bloom into something remarkable, if you let her.
She is a lover of simple pleasures and little treasures. She plays attention to every note, and a sweet melody plays in her mind. She is a rarity to find; Mozart’s last untouched symphony left behind.
The G E M I N I woman
An advocate for everything new, fresh, and bold. Her thoughts were little treasures, her mind was made of gold
Her words melted into my hands when I saw her that night. A sarcastic smirk and red stilettos under pretty neon lights. I wish I had one more dance with her, but she disintegrated like sand when I held her too tight.
The T A U R U S woman
She is classic, a timeless beauty. Devoted to making the world around her a more beautiful place.
She is affected by everything, changed by nothing. I can leave for months and she is just the way I remembered her. She is the sweet sound of birds chirping and the muse to a shakespearean play.
She holds her own. She means what she says. And once you have her heart, you have her soul.
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