Autochrome by Charles Corbet, c. 1910.

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Autochrome by Charles Corbet, c. 1910.
ada limón, from “bright dead things”
From The Winter’s Tale by William Shakespeare.
witchy asks 🌬🌌🦋
what type of witch would you say you are? (eclectic, green, kitchen, love, etc)
how do you feel about curses?
do you worship any dieties?
favorite form of divination?
have you ever had a spell backfire?
how did you get into witchcraft?
do you have a grimoire?
are you a closeted witch?
do you have any witch friends?
do you have any witchy book recommendations?
if you read tarot, what deck is your favorite and what deck was your first?
do you have a favorite witchcraft blog?
do you have a witchcraft blog?
how old were you when you first became interested in witchcraft?
favorite crystals?
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Mary Oliver, "1945–1985: Poem For The Anniversary." Devotions
my last polaroid of 2020
Mary Oliver, "October." Devotions
Gloom and doom, Dillon Tweedie
1. Deer in a forest landscape, 1870, by Gustave Doré. 2. Spirit of the Night, by John Atkinson Grimshaw (1836-1893).
Mary Oliver, "I Don’t Want to be Demure or Respectable." Devotions
( @hiimbo )
when oscar wilde said 'i am tired of myself tonight, i should like to be someone else' and when sylvia plath said 'i wish i knew what to do with my life, what to do with my heart' and when rilke said 'this heavy humanness'