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I despise dreading a trip to somewhere I love because the people involved are disrespectful and hateful. >_<

not witchcraft: beautiful misty gardens with thorny roses and ivy vines not witchcraft: tall, thin, white teenage girls wearing velvet hoods holding hands under a beautiful moon not witchcraft: ancient handmade leather tomes filled with a thousand years of secret spells written with homemade ink and an owl feather quill not witchcraft: intricate rules aboutContinue reading

Open mouth, insert foot, and watch friendship possibly crumble to ash. Way to go you overreacting Aries asshole. Great job. Couldn’t keep your bloody mouth shut and just leave things alone, could you? I despise myself sometimes. >_<

I am not Mike Brown. I am white. I am middle class. I am female. I am small. I am not considered a threat. When police see me they see someone who looks like them. They see their mothers, their daughters, their sisters, themselves. I am not at risk of being shot by police forContinue reading

Ugh…

Can’t sleep. What fresh hell is this?

mecha-bun: id rather be vain than learn to hate myself again

captainarlert: I wanna write something so good people stay up till three in the morning writing theories and head canons about it.

Signal Boost for Constantine!

runewynd: gyps57: hellboundwitch: runewynd: Hi! My name is Jessica but I’m also known as Constantine the spirit worker. My dream is to put together a little shop that sells eclectic, witchy & spirit worker supplies. I want to start off by putting together mystery baskets of sorts, which would include a variety of supplies anyContinue reading “Signal Boost for Constantine!”

Don’t think about what can happen in a month. Don’t think about what can happen in a year. Just focus on the 24 hours in front of you and do what you can to get closer to where you want to be. Eric Thomas (via bl-ossomed) Source: natural-lifters

upthewitchypunx: I unapologetically love witchy aesthetics. I love dressing in dark mori like some sort of hippe/goth hybrid that crawled out of a forest. I love spaces filled with herbs, candles, oils, trinket boxes, rocks and lots and lots of jars filled with things. So many jars. jars for miles.