the thing that makes me really sad for myself and other Gemini moons, is that we really base the value our friendship through communication. We think if i don’t hear from you, you do not care at all. To us, words are the signs of love. Words are magic, real, action. But to others that is not the case.To others words are just words, they are tiring to type and difficult to process. All they feel is their emotions which really don’t have a language of words at all, but a vibe, a feeling, colors, symbols. Gemini moons constantly feel unsatisfied with the lack of words they need to thrive and to understand where someone is coming from. 

i am deeply sorry to all the gemini moons i have ignored

this is true.

air moon culture

air moon culture is finally talking to someone about your feelings because they asked and then they block you

air moon culture is finally opening up about some difficult feelings you’ve been having because you really need to talk it out, only to be met with “this is a bit much from you and i can’t deal with this” & then they stop replying to all your messages 

Air moon culture is not knowing when and HOW to share deep feelings because it seems that no matter what they won’t truly understand & it’s difficult to put into easy prospective. Once it’s revealed it comes off as careless so either way you’re screwed.

Air moon culture is keeping your problems in so much and never letting people know how you feel because all of the above so they run away from you when you show signs of weakness because all they wanted you for was to support them and not having problems of your own

Air moon culture is thinking about your feelings for hours till you come to the conclusion that they don’t make any sense and then you become frustrated because you haven’t found a logical explanation for your feelings.

air moon culture is owning a diary to write your thoughts and feelings in but then you don’t have privacy so you get caught and humiliated

Air moon culture is feeling undeserving of any form of help because we are always the ones that jump straight in to help others, and disregard all of our own problems, and then feeling guilty if someone offers some kind of help

The realest one oh my shit

air moon culture is spilling into a rant about all the tension inside of you and then making it into a joke when u realise the person you’re talking to wasn’t ready to go that deep with you

are we ok

hey guys, uh, please get better friends you all deserve so much better and I really want to hug all of you right now please know you’re so so appreciated

there’s just so much about the stress of living as a woman thats hard to explain to men beyond just like, the most explicit and overt sexism/misogyny. its like this tightly wound ball of all these behaviors and expectations and mannerisms that even most women are not consciously aware of half of them. you just get the feeling that something is not right, like it’s unfair. but you can’t explain why because it’s never simply just one thing or action done by another person- it’s that your whole life has always felt this way because the systematic dehumanization of women is so deeply insidious and invisible.

i hate elitist expensive classy food culture

In all seriousness this is what I’m talking about whenever I go off on how the rich can’t even spend their fucking money. Do you honestly think these fuckers are getting that much enjoyment out of these goddamn gummy bears compared to regular store-bought one? No, they get enjoyment out of the CONCEPT of them, out of the thrill of conspicuous consumption in the face of people who actually have to work for a living, or who, god forbid, don’t even have the opportunity. So they’ll buy seven houses when you would be hard-pressed to justify them owning two, and they’ll buy huge-ass limousines and designer clothes just to look a tiny bit cooler (as if any real fan of a celebrity gives a fuck about the label they’re wearing rather than the content they put out, or the persona they have, or even the way the outfit actually LOOKS), and they’ll pay out the ass for ludicrously expensive ingredients placed in such ludicrously tiny portions that they can barely fucking taste them. I don’t understand it even slightly. I can barely imagine what I’d do with $150,000 a year, much less millions. And I’m not even like a “simple pleasures” fanatic – sure, I get the appeal of a second house! I get the appeal of regular vacations! I get the appeal of eating steak five nights a week, drinking expensive champagne! But wealth disparity has become so fucking absurd in this country and on this planet that those quasi-reasonable luxuries aren’t enough, so they have to make up bullshit that can’t possibly even be enjoyable in its own right just so they can feel good about having money. It’s disgusting. Eat the rich.

Remember that part in the hunger games where the rich vomited so they could keep feasting? Well fucking hell, real life has something worse