My Prince Of Kentucky, Made Me Feel So -lucky

Hey🌸 loved your Neptune in 10th house description, I would love to hear your perspective on Neptune in 6th too.

Take care❤️

Hello love! Thank you so much for enjoying it. It would be my pleasure.

Neptune in the 6th house

They are people of kind and attentive nature, as long as they can help others they will not hesitate to do so. There is a healing quality to your presence and the way you interact with other people. Many feel understood by the native who not only gives them emotional support, but also practical support, being able to give a lot of good advice. They like the idea of ​​being there for someone and deep down they long to have someone (friend, partner or partner) who is there for them. They are very devoted in all kinds of relationships and expect that same devotion in return. They have a tendency to give more than they receive, so their lesson is to be devoted and generous in measure.

Their soul is sensitive, contemplative and empathetic, they can feel very intensely what the other feels. They may be drawn to work in fields that allow them to help, support, and care for people or animals. We can see veterinarians, doctors, nurses, teachers, healers, artists, astrologers and tarotists with this placement. Speaking of animals, they can feel a deep connection with them and can help the native to release stress, anxiety or depression. They are extremely kind and charitable people with any living being, including plants. Despite being very devoted to their work, they may have difficulty concentrating or following a very strict routine. Day to day can be overwhelming for them. They may choose to escape their emotional or real-world problems through long hours at work or a lot of sleep.

Throughout their lives they may be prone to frequent colds, multiple allergies or even a lack of iron. These natives are usually very hygienic and have a highly developed sense of smell, so good aromas can make them feel good almost instantly. They have a very sensitive nervous system, so it is very possible that they are very susceptible to stress and prone to nervousness or anxiety. They have a very good eye to analyze people and things, but beyond focusing on details, they are guided more by their intuition and the vibes they have of something or someone.

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Ku ren he

酷栠盒

他的爱心被很大

从来没想，

你现在会不这里

怎么做呢

如果没有你

我还吸烟，所以

记得你的记忆

我不会忘我们的生活

我心疼

酷栠峆

Blue Utramarine   -   Magi Puig,  2004.

Catalan, b.1966 -

Oil on canvas,

Paris by night - Nice view. Alessandra Sironi, Eiffel tower

Bonjour les gars!

Hello everyone, et bienvenu à mon blog. Welcome to my blog.

欢迎你，我希望你们喜欢我的博客。我是美国人，我从肯塔基来。我学发文又中文又很多别的言语。我也喜欢做照片，和星术。

(J’ai dû créer un neuf bc my old one got flagged)

So this blog will be in a mix of mostly French and English. I’ve studied French since I was 14, and it is my major in college. I also study Chinese and many other languages, and there will be posts with those sprinkled in. Cependant, mon français est le meilleur de mes langues, sauf l’anglais.

I have studied much astrology, hence the username. My moon natally squares my mars (and my pluto, beuh!) mais, I have come to love this placement because it makes me edgy. And crazy. More on that later.

This blog will be comme une mode d’essence, something to leave behind in this material world. My other NSFW blog is Sunsextilemoon, another rather fortunate placement I have astrologically. It most certainly gives me an unfair advantage in the world, but for that I am grateful.

I live and have grown up in the South of the United States. In Kentucky, if you’ve heard of it. At the time of writing, I am 25 years old. So welcome, I am excited to start this project.C’est partie ! :)

All of my posts will be tagged with either

#aboutme #astronotes #langblr #edits and whatever variants.

I also enjoy editing photos, and will be posting my work.

D’accord, vous êtes prêts ? My instagram is @abandonedjuulfactory, but that is subject to change. Feel free to message me!

CONTINUA

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oh my god wrong link

*backspaces*

i will write about personal things pertaining to my life and subjectiveable state of being. so if you can’t handle that then don’t read it. it’s that simple. you’ve been warned.

i will not be subjected to having to defend myself, bye anyone’s negative feelings ! by anything expressed pertaining to my thoughts, past, ideas, or feelings. hold me accountable or keep it to yourself.

i had a premonition dream of mr jones i dated summer ‘23. it was truly the white trash love fantasy i always wanted. sucked it didn’t last longer.

but i had a dream jacob and i were putting art in the back of my car, paintings. at nighttime. real late at nightt. in an urban environment. i felt uneasy because it was late.

fast forward, i saw a gun and immediately jolted up. awake.

but what did it mean.

i didn’t carry art or paintings in my car for several months. i interpreted it i would get robbed while paintings were in my car.

looking back, i did get robbed in the end.

once i got closer to meeting my prince of cane run, i was confused. i hadn’t been talking to jacob. but i couldn’t help but think about the dream more and more. it was close to manifesting.

one night in old louisville, the dream comes true.

the baron of pleasure ridge,

side to side, with the prince of cane road. they put a painted, old

ikea bed headboard

in the back of my 2008 kia suv. it’s midnight.

*britney spears voice* holy fuck balls. i turn from my trunk, take it all in. ethereal. the dream is coming true.

jacob was just a substitute i guess because you can’t dream a face you haven’t seen. and they both were bottoms who couldn’t keep up the act. jacob sure ain’t shively though. cane run and i shared toxic habits and played a long game of cat and mouse, ensuing the borderline disorderly explosion. or episode.

but truthfully i see it was message from universe ou spirit, that i could not successfully integrate my drug addiction or drug use like i had been trying.

the best i could hope for was a sexy overweight but psychotically unstable, south side BOTTOM. bear. on drugs. security guard. bitch ass [REDACTED].

the end of the dream signaled the end of my summer fling, the summer i turned 27. the summer i became a MAN. jk unless.

on a warm, late june afternoon. my dad and three of his friends surround me, as we ascend his front yard. we walk up the pebbled concrete steps.

Lee knocks on the front door. we’re at the house of the man who had just held me hostage. bruised my neck. the week of our birthdays. odd timing. i have a bad history with birthdays though.

(psych ward @ 21)

we hear a bullet enter a chamber. cocked.

time to go.

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Sun rays. The three furlongers. 1914. Cover detail.

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