My love is not a cage, he said.

It’s more like a prison sentence.

I’m constantly hiding things from myself to protect myself from being inappropriate. Is there such thing as being too polite as to no longer be participating?

Remember last year I got an echo of a 1982 Taurus? I think he might sit right in front of me. I didn’t realize because I was always told he was a Cancer.

A gemini always has an escape route. It’s about whether or not we are compelled to use it.

I’m a possessive person. Rather than burying it, I have to accommodate it because it’s about my needs. Don’t make me want you if I can’t have you. Then again, I won’t want you if I can’t have you. Understand I need to own things. But there’s also a beauty to being owned. You would own me too.

What irritates me so much is when people don’t interact with me as a real person. I hate it when they dump their projections on me. You’re like a skeleton that people try to hang their clothes on, B once said. I don’t take it on anymore.

What I need most is visibility.

I don’t know why there’s not more discussion in the US about what happened on that tour bus in Manila. I know Hollywood’s scrambling. But from a human perspective, it’s an unbelievable tragedy.