Has anyone else ever fallen hard for a Scorpio while being a total Gemini disaster? Like, I swear this guy I’ve been seeing can read my soul with one look, but I keep switching moods faster than Kyiv weather in April. One minute I’m spilling my deepest secrets, the next I’m bored and cracking jokes to dodge the intensity. He just smirks like he already knows I’ll circle back in three days. Is this normal or am I self-sabotaging the best thing that’s happened to me since decent coffee came back to the city? Honestly curious how this combo even survives long-term.