Capricorn moons are actually great for nurturing and feeding anybody but themselves

Completely mesmerized watching my child peel an orange. A few short years ago he couldn’t even sit up on his own. A few years before that he didn’t even exist. Now he’s peeling an orange.

I know I’m embodying my best self when someone I love is laughing and telling me “you’re so stupid” after I make a joke that is incredibly stupid

I live a lifestyle where thanksgiving barely registers to me anymore except for when I’m trying to get regular ass groceries delivered the weekend before thanksgiving and the delivery gets delayed by 48 entire hours.

My favorite thing these days is how my son always scoots over and nuzzles into me when I’m near him on the couch.

Raising an only child means they’re not really a living room or bedroom kid but rather an “every room in the house belongs to me” child.

Good morning to everyone except the people who ask why you can’t get anything done around the house while your 3-year-old is home.

The very first thought in my mind today, before I had even opened my eyes, was “reports of graffiti all over the Shire. Bilbo Taggins” in case you’re wondering what my kind of ADHD is like

Just know when I finally snap, it will be because I cannot go outdoors during my favorite season without being assaulted by the sounds of motherfucking leaf blowers

Reclaiming the distortions of the 10th house from capitalism means engaging more meaningfully with the future. It means your nihilism isn’t cute anymore; it’s just a sign that you’ve given yourself over to the flattening of the future.

Whenever I’m interrupted while speaking, I lose all desire to finish whatever I was saying. The urge to keep talking falls out of me like shit from a butt. Anyone else

The key to releasing shame’s grip on your life is to get wildly, unreasonably honest about everything that goes on in your life.

There’s so much Saturn (aka cosmic embodied NO) in my household, I’ve been trying to speak to my child without using “no” or no-coded words, even when what I’m communicating is a no. Ex: instead of “you can’t have my cookie,” I say “this is my cookie and I’m the only person who gets to eat it.”

One of the hardest parts of being neurodivergent and actively working to make new friends with people who are also ND is how I have zero frame of reference for what is “not texting back in a ND way” or what is “not texting back in an ‘I don’t want to be your friend’ way”

When your coworkers’ health directly affects your day, that’s the 6th house

I indulged in some old testament brain rot this week (Vine compilations) and the result has been whenever I’m at work and someone orders a “skinny bagel” I have to stop myself from laughing

It can take me 2-5 years to process a 1-year relationship after it ends so at this rate my mom is never gonna hear from me again lol. Processing a lifetime as her daughter is gonna take… several more lifetimes probably

I was wrong. There is another way to do astrology wrong (besides using ChatGPT) and it’s when you take ABC houses seriously

Good morning to beautiful women with mental illness who need dental work only

So close to muting “pattern recognition” on these apps

Love how even though I’ve established myself as an honest person at my job, have a great attendance record and have a very valid medical reason for missing work, every cell in my body is like “you’re gonna get fired for calling out” 🙃

Smoke sesh with Jupiter 🥰

Capricorns love to start a sentence with “The older I get…”

Cupping his balls like the ace of pentacles

Stores blasting music on their outside speakers is not only a version of anti-homeless architecture, it’s also a sensory assault on literally everyone

Love being a spoiled wife, love receiving texts like this on such a regular basis that I have to remind myself not to take him for granted

I barely post selfies anymore because most of the time I’m taking them with my child. I think I’ve forgotten how to selfie by my self 🤭

I’m understanding a lot of things about Asclepius much too quickly for my comfort

Autistic astrologers: no that’s my red dress I can only wear on Tuesdays

It’s not that being rich & powerful makes you a pedophile; it’s that being a pedophile means you have to sidle up to the rich & powerful if you want to get away with being a pedophile.

There are many different ways to practice astrology and none of them are wrong except for when you use chatgpt to practice astrology.

Having a meeting w 22 year old me brb

Nobody talks about the hardest part of being queer with queer friends, which is having to be very polite about a wide array of very ugly haircuts

Agreeing to participate in secret Santa at my job knowing full well I have one coworker I actively dislike was either a very funny decision or a mistake

Hate when I get tricked into become a climate terrorist because I tried to pull one paper towel out of the bathroom dispenser and forty of them come out

Today I’m grateful for the fact that I won’t have to deal with Saturn in my 6th house for another 3 decades. This shit is bogus

If this Mercury rx had a face I’d punch it

Whenever I hear “go to your happy place” this is what I imagine

Jupiter and Saturn have a lot more to do with decision-making than most people realize

People who grew up with normal, non-abusive families are always the first to be like “They never hit you and they materially provided for you, how could your parents possibly be abusive?”

Whenever I witness people being rude to the teenage baristas at the local coffee stand by my house, I want to follow them home and slash their tires. But I don’t.

Last mom post for now but I really feel like I’ve earned the C in C-PTSD from this woman’s ability to do the absolute right thing approximately 10-15% of the time. Those moments fuck me up more than the fucked up shit she did.

Having teen parents is wild because what do you mean I’m 32 and you’re 48? We could be coworkers.

Someone out there might relate to this but I truly feel like it’s easier to have an addict father than an emotionally immature mother

What a treasure it is to be loved so thoroughly

Why in the night sky are the lights hung? Why is the earth moving round the sun?

Can’t stop thinking about how everyone I work with at my food service job is so skilled at what they do, and then the corporate types we serve (ESPECIALLY the executives) often come into the cafe and are just… bewildered. By the menu, by the names of items, by the tap-to-pay portal. Just helpless.

The deep well of my rage is mostly sourced from the knowledge that children are so so so incredibly vulnerable and we leave them so incredibly unprotected

This is exactly why sex workers rights activists have been screaming that the best way to prevent people from being exploited in the first place is to offer them safety and security and access to basic needs. The fewer the resources one has, the more vulnerable one becomes