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08.14.02, wednesday morning
Courtesy of Free Will Astrology:
Virgo: Looks like the Season of a Million Emotions haven't wiped you out completely. Though it may be hard to tell because of the puddles of tears by your bed and the piles of ashes from your burnt offerings, you've managed to maintain a modicum of poise, I mean you're not spitting into the wind and throwing stones at heaven while trying to dance naked on the roof with a hangover, right? That in itself is a sign you've escaped a trap you've always been a sucker for in the past. I bet that if you hold on to your sanity for another eight days or so, you'll finally graduate from the University of Senseless Pain, where you have been matriculating for way too long.