weed, witchery, & winning

skye, she/her, 18, virgo

[bubblegumkush]

i think i accidentally did dmt.

I was 17 at the time and went with my friends to light up, as one does. It was a Wednesday morning, and we had been released early! So we went to this kid’s house. He was rumored to be a connoisseur of this type of thing. I had never been here before, nor had I smoked with him before, but I figured things would be okay.

Things were not okay.

I took 4 bong rips, which was a regular ordeal for me. But not even a few minutes later, I was very much tweaking the fuck out. I stared at my friend for what felt like forever and watched him turn into Justin Bieber. I sat there, quietly and shakily, before announcing that I needed to go home. Things were getting too weird!!! And so I went outside and that’s when I took in the land. Everything looked glowy and pixely and wonky, and then I felt the very strong urge to puke. Luckily for me, this kid’s house was down the street from my own. I speed-walked home and kept my eyes on a specific tree the entire time, because it looked like a grandpa. Fortunately, I didn’t puke. Yet.

I arrived at home, and the second I entered through the door, my mom spotted me. We had a conversation that went a little like this:

Mom: Can you let Scoobert* out?

Me: Moooooooom, I’m tripping balls! I can’t do it!

I did not let Scoobert outside. Instead, my mom sighed and told me to go to bed (it was 11am) and so I did. So I was sitting there in my room with my favorite stuffed animal Pinky. I have had Pinky since I was born, and due to the fact that I STILL cannot sleep without him, he’s essentially a crusty fabric sack with a few clumps of stuffing and a giant hole in his neck. He is very loved. I held him very close and looked at him. His crusty face turned into little fractals, like a teddy mandala. I stared into his tiny teddy soul, and I felt the most intense love for him that I’d ever felt in my life.

But then things started to turn. As I looked at him, I heard him speak to me. HE SPOKE. He didn’t move at all, but I heard him in my head. He told me that I might be too emotionally dependent on him. This makes sense, because I am, but it never really bothered me. This sent me into a spiral about how maybe I should stop sleeping with Pinky, and it was genuinely so incredibly sad. I couldn’t just stop loving him, Jesus. Ultimately, I made the corporate decision to continue sleeping with him.

Meanwhile, my mom was watching the CW’s Flash. It’s not my cup of tea, but whatever. My attention turned to the dramatic background music of the show. Seriously, what the fuck. It’s SO intense. I get that he’s a superhero but it is never that serious. The weird frequency of the music filled my brain, and all I could focus on was that. I closed my eyes, and when I did I saw glowing mandalas. I was getting closer and closer to them, and as I did I could make out all kinda of things. Pinky, animals, colors, faces, etc. But farthest away in the center was a glowing white and pink figure. It glowed so brightly that it made my brain hurt. I couldn’t make out a face but I could see that it was sitting Buddha style, just meditating away. I opened my eyes and ran to the living room to ask my mom to please turn off Flash, because the music was scary. (She did.)

I went back to bed and continued to see mandala-like visuals, and then the thought crossed my mind.

“I might puke.”

Naturally, I then had to puke that exact moment. For an unknown reason, rather than getting to the toilet which was closer, I violently threw up in the bathtub. Instead of going back to bed, I leaned over the edge of the tub and decided to stay. “But why?” you might ask. And I’ll tell you. Bathtub. Noises. I was so enchanted by the low hum of the pipes whatever else is connected to a bath that I leaned there for twenty minutes just looking at my puke. I remember thinking, “Hey, that looks just like my Subway from earlier!”

Eventually I went back to bed, and when I woke up things were normal kindof. I just felt weird and almost enlightened by the whole thing. I felt like a new person! The whole thing lasted an hour at most.

Never ever in my life has that happened to me apart from that one time. I’ve never had those effects from weed, thus the dmt thing. I dunno guys, did I do dmt? It’s just another mystery.

*Scoobert is our family dog.

[bubblegumkush]

trigger warning: mention of s/a

Felt cute, might hex my rapist idk

After practicing and researching for awhile, I’ve been strongly considering hexing my rapist. I should probably point out that I do not believe in the threefold law, however I have no problem with those that do. Still, I use protection and wards always, because you never know.

Little backstory: He really did a number on me and my family. It was taken to court, but that didn’t work out. In a world where the justice system is absolute poo, we have to make our own justice. If that’s what you’re looking to do, then this page is for you! We can learn together!

You may now be wondering what my plans are. To that I say, “I really don’t know”. I’m still researching, but I have a few ideas. The most fitting right now seems to be a sour jar. These are used to essentially sour up someone’s life, which is what I was going for.

Sour Jar Spell

Ingredients

A jar, obviously

Vinegar as a base because it stanks and is sour.

Rusted nails, razors, pins, etc. These symbolize pain and falling apart.

Spicy spices! I like to use chili powder and black pepper, personally. These irritate and burn.

Dead insects. Please remember not to go out of your way to kill anything, like ever. If you should find an already dead bug though, go for it! Bugs bring paranoia and negativity.

Lemon slices to sour his life.

An image, name, or dna from your target.

Urine to symbolize pissing all over his life. (Be safe with pee. It should be your own pee.)

A black candle.

Gloves for safety reasons:)

-Not all of these ingredients need to be used-

So here’s what you do.

Use protection! Whip out your snazziest crystals, cast a circle, sage yourself, whatever you need to do. Don’t skip this part. Also, put on your gloves ESPECIALLY if you intend to use urine and/or bugs.

Add vinegar to the jar.

Add the other ingredients, and think about your intentions with each item.

Cover the jar and shake it. I like to seal my jars with the candle wax, but you could just light the candle and let it burn out on the jar.

Store it somewhere dark so that the only light it ever sees is when its with you. Visit it for 7 days, shaking it each time.

Dispose of the jar. I plan to throw mine into a body of water.

If you’re new to witching, use precaution and do your research!