dear horoscope, how do i put this into words?

well i can't, so *&@(*HFJhMCNKHMIOU#@%O@U%I@OYC*(@%&U*(UPDS@*$(&@%HGUEK8!$()&%

please do not tell me good things are going to happen to me, like "love and romance should be flying high for you now, Leo" because you are full of bullshit. I love you, horoscope, i really do, but i absolutely hate it when you say shit like that because you and i and everyone else on this motherfucking planet knows that love is not real.

and i hate how people can be so fucking nice to me it's like hjdgknvscmavwekgu what did i ever do to deserve such people in my life! must have done something right i guess...

oh god hibernation sounds soooo fucking good right now