Scorpio ♏︎

If you woke up feeling like you just found an ex’s alt account, that’s Venus stationing retrograde in your sign, babe. Mercury’s there, too, reading everyone’s browser history out loud. Translation: secrets want to get caught, and your side eye is Olympic-level. The energy is full “Cornell D. A. refuses the case” (nothing gets swept under your rug today), but don’t become the scandal you wish to see in the world. Saturday’s third quarter moon is Cancerian: think moody, weepy, eating noodles in the bath while binge-watching The Fall of the House of Usher because, why not feel something? Pluto’s stirring up ancestral trauma in your friendship group chat. Gossip with intent. Vulnerability is today’s black, but only you know if the hemline is too revealing. Screenshot this for therapy: “If you can’t bury the evidence, at least write the legend.”