Bitter/Sweet Scorp...

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missscorp
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Mysterious...a metaphor...A btter word "private" we don't just share ourself with anyone, we don't just allow anybody into our world. You earn your spot with the tiny details our life entails which we must have established a trust in you, a platform from where our relationship begins to the ultimate level of (key word) TRUST...and when we have reached that plateau we are not complicated at all but quite the contrary! Now moody once in a blue moon(that's me)that's something entirely different!
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I guess each human assumes they are trying their darnedest to make it in this world. And some of us that put our thoughts and emotions on the line and express them, somehow expect or think that others would do the same, in due time, or on their own time.

And when you do express your emotions over a course of a period, months even and you feel like you are getting nowhere with the Scorpio, or shutdown or a silent treatment you feel maybe a disservice? is that the word?

And if you made an agreement to live or be in a relationship with them, then maybe this expectation on them grows.

Maybe the beautiful and intriguing mystery of Scorpios shouldn't be revealed too much or else you get negative reactions from those that adored or cherished you. It is like you are automatically forgiven your ways, but once you come out of that mystery, you are attacked or hated for that, causing a rift in the mental capacity of understanding you, and then it is all a mind explosion for the other person.

I hope for Scorpios someone that gives them exactly what they want and a caring environment that they feel happy in. I tried to understand, but only got more confused as to the way the world works I guess and yes maybe I came into the world clueless but I wouldn't have minded a talking to, or something of an olive branch so I didn't feel like an idiot for trying, for loving for wondering about you.

It's all good, day by day I suppose.