A question was raised, I'm looking for its answer.
What's with us as Leos by the way? We laugh it off when it's funny, we flame when we are annoyed, but we do nothing in times of sorrow. That just doesn't seem to be right, does it? Leos feel the hurt inflicted, but are always clueless how to express it out. As a result, they wallow in sadness, alone and silently, and let emotions take over, but with a hard protective shield all over that disguises all expressions beneath.
It happens naturally. As it would a reflex, the shield encapsules the entire body in a fraction of a second. I guess it's in the blood that Leos are strong creatures, therefore being known as 'strong' they take no chance in showing their vulnerability.
So what do they do? They either do nothing, or they do nonsense. Like, speaking nonsense. People find others to lament, to complain, or plainly to let somebody know of their plight. But when Leos try to do that, they find themselves scrambling for words. So they speak incomplete sentences, because they are at loss for words. Or they eventually end up with a whole lot of rubbish which is so not related to the subject, because they don't even know which words are most appropriate. What is spoken becomes nonsense, and it gradually becomes a nuisance. (Oh it rhymes!)
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We talked about a whole lot of things today.
People change with time; perceptions change with time; even principles change with time. People are already planning their future as in how they are going to settle down and start a family of their own and such, when I'm down here, still standing firm on my ground. They've got a point - start a family early and settle down early to minimize the generation gap you might face with your children later. But to me, to settle down so soon is synonymous to saying I'm letting go of MY life - the life I looked forward to, the kind of life I've always wanted.
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How do you tell if a statement is true or false? You use your analytical skills imparted in you by your educators and analyse. But the analytical part of my brain is failing. I can't tell between a real and a fake.
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The seed is not growing. I start to panic. What if it just gives up on me? What if it just doesn't want to grow?
Do you want it to gestate and bloom? Answer me, honestly.
I'm well prepared to look after it, put it in a glasshouse with sufficient sunlight and water. I'm prepared to do what I can within my limits to see it bloom.
But I need assurance that the seed can grow. Right now, I still don't receive any.
And it's freaking me out.
I got so freaked out that I did not water it today. And neither did u):
