My favorite feeling is when it’s winter and you wake up in the middle of the night and you look out the window and there’s snow on the ground and the sky is kind of light colored and it looks misplaced and kind of eerie but also comforting i love it the most
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A world transformed by a frosting of ice,
Flakes of snow tumbling and
Spinning through the air,
The gentle bow of trees
Yielding, and dancing with the wind.
And behind a shield of glass, Us.
A silence as thin and fragile as our hearts,
Your face washed in white light,
Your smile as quiet as the snow.
Cross-legged like children in front of the window
Watching the snow
Watching each other;
Neither of us willing to break the silence
Which has become reverent.
For if it were to break,
Which of us would fall in?
Ok I’m losing my shit right now because I just witnessed the sickest burn a 7 year old could ever deliver.
I’m just sitting here at the park and there’s a group of little girls near me. They decided to play ‘Disney Princesses’ and this one girl who probably thinks she’s the ‘leader’ was assigning each one a character. Clearly she was choosing them based on looks, as a brunette she was Snow White, the 2 blonde ones got to be Cinderella and Elsa…
So when she got to this little Asian girl she obviously chose Mulan. So the Asian girl is like “Why am I Mulan? She’s not a princess”. The leader says in a nasty tone “Yeah but you have small eyes like her”. The Asian girl went quiet for a few seconds but then proceeded with the straightest face ever: “Then I think you should be one of Cinderella’s sisters”. The leader tilts her head and goes “Why?”, so my little heroine goes “because you’re ugly like them”
- November 1st at 12am: TIS THE SEASON TO BE JOLLY FA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA LA HAVE A HOLLY JOLLY CHRISTMAS JUST HEAR THOSE SLEIGH BELLS JINGLING I'M DREAMING OF A WHIIITTEEE CHRISTMAS LET IT SNOW LET IT SNOW LET IT SNOW UP ON THE ROOFTOP CLICK CLICK CLICK SANTA BABY HURRY DOWN THE CHIMNEY TONIIIGGHHTT I'M WALKING IN A WINTER WONDERLAAAANNDD
Winter/Christmas aesthetics for the signs
Aries: candy canes and peppermints, fireplace, candles, orange pomanders, Christmas wreaths.
Taurus: gloves, christmas cookies, marshmallows in a hot chocolate, spending Christmas with family, Christmas pajamas.
Gemini: falling snow, funny Christmas sweaters, reindeers, footsteps in the snow, Christmas markets.
Cancer: rosy cheeks, watching Christmas movies, Christmas stockings, wearing an oversized sweater, fuzzy socks.
Leo: hot chocolate, snowmen, Christmas lights in town, Christmas presents, gingerbread, outdoor Christmas decorations.
Virgo: icicles, Christmas dinner, frozen flowers, cat playing in the snow, picking a Christmas tree.
Libra: ice skating, snow angels, gingerbead house, Christmas shopping, seeing your breath when it’s cold outside.
Scorpio: snow globes, kissing under the mistletoe, Starbucks red cups, offering Christmas chocolates, big scarves.
Sagittarius: Christmas LED lights, snow on the sides of the road, snowball fights, wool beanies, snowy mountains.
Capricorn: snow flakes, city under snow, cabin in the middle of the woods, decorated Christmas trees, Christmas carols.
Aquarius: Christmas at Disneyland, New Year’s Eve party, listening to Christmas songs, wrapping Christmas presents, winter sky full of stars at night.
Pisces: castle under snow, frozen lake, ear muffs, clear winter sky, enjoyig a hot drink in a cozy blanket.
The Signs as Winter Scents
Aries: Cinammon, Clove and Orange
Taurus: Rose and Sandlewood
Gemini: White Jasmine and Winter rose
Cancer: Caramel, Vanilla and Jasmine
Leo: Clove and Cedarwood
Virgo: Cinammon, Clove and Lemongrass
Libra: Almond, Raspberry and Strawberry
Scorpio: Black Pepper and Citrus
Sagittarius: Sandlewood, Vetiver and Patchouli
Capricorn: Silver Fir, White Pepper and Amber
Aquarius: Lime and Pine
Pisces: Berries, Orange Blossom, Nutmeg and Cinammon
“I remember pure love. Catching snowflakes on my tongue. The potential I could find in a pair of mittens, but lately the bright white has turned to slush and mud. The cold finally seeped through my skin. Now these bones are bitter. Now this body looks at winter and no longer sees igloos and angels and carefree. This isn’t fair. Nobody ever asked me if I wanted to grow up.”
— Winter, V.P.
