It's a new era for love when Venus pounces into the realm of the cat. At its best, Venus in Leo loves with all of its big, fiery lionheart. In purring moments of curled up comfort or fierce feats of pursuit or protection, passion rules. 👀🗡
if I was ever shy, I don't remember it. I remember terrorized and terrified, then furious for myself and for those within my blast radiance, over and over. that fury wears me the fuck out and does not fix 💔, not at all. but, in the last 24 hours:
1. my fury kept me breathing.
2. my fury proved harder on others than on me.
I'll take that for now
💔🗡

