Yo. What's up? Yo, it's a girl. DJ Nark was going on.

Yo, I missed you guys. What's up? Dude, so the sunset right now is killing all the things.

Scorpio season got me feeling hella romantic. The sky does something so funny this time of year.

The sun, when it came up November 1st, it was just hanging like in the sky exactly like I feel like where my ala necklace falls like on my chest.

It was like perfectly placed. The sun was perfect and it was golden from the moment it came up.

It was just like, hi, I'm perfect. It's November 1st. How are you? I was like, uh, hello.

Like it was so pretty out that I kept rolling my eyes like all day I was like, oh my god.

How perfect. So, you know, my Virgo Moon soul really be loving the perfection.

You know, I just really like, it's different. It's different than pretty.

I don't know. My brothers have always gotten on me about finding like what I find attractive. I think I mentioned that before.

Yeah, it's not, I don't know. There's something so far past pretty. Pretty is.

Ah, yeah. Like pretty is kind of a term. For me, it's something that I associate more with like kids, you know, and like young people, like young guys and girls can be pretty.

You know, like pretty is just like something that anyone who's like youthful and young and full of life and having a good time and happy, like can be pretty.

You know, you can be pretty like that at any age. You're just like out here living life and every time anyone sees you, you're like, hey, what's up? What's going on?

You know, that person's pretty. You know, you see that person, you're like, oh, hey, yeah.

Someone asks like, oh, is she pretty like, yeah, you know, well, if you give them that kind of a yeah, that's probably a no, but also because like I don't know how to act.

Like that's how I would say it. Like my voice, my voice betrays me. Let me tell you, my voice betrays me. Like I'll be trying to say it.

Like, so I seem believable and that shit will just at my voice is like, nah, here's the tea.

So it's not pretty. This time of year is not pretty. You know, the leaves are like basically gone or they're leaving. Like this is it.

You know, this is it. Get used to it. Okay. Summer's over. All right. And like all the spring children and the summer children are like, no, I want it.

You know, Scorpio sees like, wait, I'll make it pretty though. So like, just stop.

You're like, okay, it is really pretty though. It's true. It's like a beautiful nightmare. Everything's dying. But it's so pretty.

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