GEMINI: You hate being alone with your own thoughts. You hate when you have too much time to think, to wonder, to regret.
This world, in its depths of sapphire blues and forest greens, shows up for you. The pillow puffed clouds outline the crux of your imagination, that only you understand.
It only takes looking at you and seeing in your eyes how much you love us.
Just because you have a history with someone doesn’t mean you need to keep spending time with them if you’ve grown in different directions.
The beauty of second chances is that no matter how independent you both are, you realize you’re better together.
Roses are red, violets aren’t blue, I have five fingers, and my middle one is for you.
ARIES: You wish you were at the beach, relaxing with a book.
Every time you almost feel like giving up, know that this pain you’re going through is only temporary. The rain and storm clouds will only last for so long, as sunshine will return again.
Thank you for always seeing my heart.
You’ll always feel the need to help others, as that is what a fixer does, but once you start doing the work, feeling and dealing with what you need to in order to finally fix your broken pieces, you’ll feel better.
We go to work for you, so STAY HOME for us.
This battle of the mind has everyone rattled.
How much does it cost to speak well of someone and to be kind?
Although we may already be experts at social distancing and holing up in our houses, quarantine during the pandemic is no walk in the park, even for the “quiet ones.”
As a Cancer, you’re able to accept what the world perceives as a weakness and make it your strength, you’re realistic enough to understand that there will never be a shortage of bad days, but you’re also in tune with yourself in believing that you’ll get through it all.
You were abandoned, neglected, or lived without boundaries.
Despite people now holing up at home, life must go on and sanity must remain intact. Dating doesn’t need to be put on hold due to the pandemic, just creatively amended.
Our life is a direct reflection of what we most think about.
Whether you are a skeptic or a surefire believer in the paranormal, we can all admit that there is a lot of mystery surrounding the afterlife.
Question: Who is the first person to profess his love to Rachel in the series finale? (Hint: Not Ross)
LEO: You need some time alone to rediscover what you want from this world.
You’re too hard on yourself.
People are so afraid to feel, yet here you are, showing up despite it all.
Feelings like that don’t disappear into thin air.
The truth is, love isn’t convenient. It requires constant effort. It requires you to put in work every single day.
This is a testament to the love you shared with the person you bared your soul to.
You have to be willing to accept it and not deny it. You have to be willing to endure the truth and carry that truth in your heart knowing that you deserve more and that you are capable of receiving new things.
Breathe. Remind yourself that you are healthy, happy, loved, and have the ability to take control of your life
You cannot sleep in these days, not any longer, because the minute your mind jolts awake, your stomach jumbles into knots. You sit up at the edge of your bed and swipe your phone into silence, closing alert after alert about cities shutting down, businesses closing.
Maybe a religion didn’t get it right.
This morning Teresa spoke to Eric, and I could hear them having a fight about his not calling over the weekend. Eric called her back just a minute after Teresa had left for work, and I ran out to the street to find her. When I said he was on the phone, she said, “Tell him to go to hell.”
It’s about to get real Final Destination up in here!
She is uncertain if there is an oasis beneath her or only sharp edges.
It’s hard to see the light and the joy when you’ve lost all hope.
Loving you is still simple. Missing you is overwhelming.
I started doing yoga. I only did it twice but it’s already helping ease the anxiety coming from being locked home for three weeks.
If they are half-decided on what you mean to them, please, let them go.
I will miss the pieces of me that belonged to the entirety of you—the pieces that flew away with you when you flew away from me.
We suppress that inner child, go on the subway, listen to the same old playlist, pretend to be happy in front of friends and co-workers, and think “Why am I like this?”
It’s our moment to look up, to reach out and to feel what we haven’t tried to in too many years.
Heaven gets the one person that I never thought I’d have to learn to live without, and it is so lucky for that. Any person or place that gets to have you is the absolute luckiest in the world.
You shouldn’t have to convince them you have value. You shouldn’t have to convince them you’re worthy of being loved.
From the dawn of time, human beings have lived in a world of uncertain futures and unknown adversity.
I want you even when I’m not sure if you’re good for me anymore.
You feel worthless because he has made you feel this way.
You could move on from them if you really tried, but the problem is, you never try for long enough. You always end up wanting them again, because even though they might disappear for a while, there is never a real goodbye. There is never an official ending to your story. There is never any closure.
By the time the girl realizes she’s not being treated in the way she deserves, it’s too late.
You made it this far because you are strong. You’ve been through hell and back. You’ve dealt with toxic situations, toxic humans, toxic thoughts. You’ve even warred with the demons deep within yourself.
There’s always a side to life that we haven’t seen yet, no matter how bleak our present moment looks.
I’d pay a million bucks to think about anyone else but you. I’d write a check right now just to have my breath stolen by someone else who crossed my mind, someone who doesn’t have your earthy brown eyes or your slightly lopsided smile.