for every single person who reblogs this, i will put a song in their inbox based solely on their blog content (and possibly theme).
good luck with my blog
2377 and I still get one (and an accurate one), he is good !
she <3 haha why thank you!
gooooodddddddddd luck with mine
AHAHAHAH good luck dude
There are a lot, as in a lot of times when I just wanted to show you my day’s horoscope so you can at least get an overview of what I am feeling (but only if the stars are accurate LOL). Then I realized we’re of the same sign!
That explains the conflict. Our horns clash big time. But then again I also realized one more thing which is might be the one making the difference. I’m a full-blooded Taurean virtues and vices altogether while you’re an Aries-Taurus cusp. Which explains your complexity. And still our conflict. :))
Guess what? Let’s just read OUR horoscope together.
Yes, there’s still a part of me that hopes for the best. That tiny part of me that, at the sight of her, dies. Which, with one look in her eyes, dwells on the fact that I am never worth a second chance. I know death like the back of my hand. Death doesn’t exist when you stop breathing. It can exist even when you’re alive. It even gets up in bed with you, eats with you, walks with you everyday. Death is a jealous company. It’s jealous of the sun that brings hope. Death is living. It’s not a result of some tangible act. I swear to God I know what death is. I’m too familiar with it that every time the sun smiles at me, I’m sure as hell, I don’t even know if I am still breathing.