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D is for Daddy.
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Nikita Gill, from “Great Goddesses: Life Lessons from Myths & Monsters,”
“Take one step towards the gods and they will take ten steps towards you.”
— Mythologist Joseph Campbell
If you’re thinking about her all the time, she’s probably a Witch.
THE LAST OF US ➵ Left Behind
Everything I’ve done up until now… It was all for nothing…
i hope that one day i will finally be ok….i’ll make a cherry pie when it is all over
today is the day
reblog the cherry pie to be ok
it’s never too late to start again. 5pm on a thursday can be your new monday. you don’t have to wait until the new year to better yourself. time is an illusion, don’t forget that. just because you woke up at 1pm, it doesn’t mean you messed your whole day up and that you can’t turn the mood around. it’s never too late to start again!!!!!
An emoji binding spell for people with abusive parents they love but want to bind them with guilt! Like to charge, reblog to cast.
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“The Craft” Binding Spell
A spell to stop a person or entity from doing harm
You will need:
🕯 a picture/full name/taglock of who you want to bind
🕯 black ribbon
🕯 white ribbon
🕯 white and/or black candles (optional)
Light the candle, take the tag lock/picture/written name of the person and fold it four times. as you’re folding, imagine that person’s energy being contained in that paper. begin wrapping the paper in the black ribbon, making sure you cover the entire picture. while doing this, say:
“I bind you, (person’s name), from doing harm against others and harm against yourself”
Next, begin wrapping the picture in white ribbon while still saying the quote above. repeat the quote as many times as you want. cover all of the black ribbon to completely enclose the picture/taglock. after you’ve finished, take the bundle of ribbons and put it somewhere dark where it won’t be disturbed. blow out the candles and imagine the smoke carrying out any negative energy left in the space.
The stories of women in my family who were forced into lives they didn’t want and didn’t utilize their passions breaks my heart. My grandma wanted to be a journalist and write about the injustices she saw inflicted on disabled ppl while she was volunteering at a state run institution as a teen. Her father decided that she was “too fat and stupid” for college and forced her to get married at 17 or else he’d make her homeless. As a kid she told me that she wished people believed that she had meaningful opinions on events around her. One of my great grandmothers wanted to be an artist but was pressured into marrying a man who beat her. She stayed up late each night when her children were in bed writing poetry and pasting it over elaborate collages she mad herself. We still have stacks of these notebooks she created but was never allowed to do anything with. My mother wanted to be an operatic singer and was considered a musical prodigy in her town because she taught herself three seperate instruments by 13. When she was 18 she met my then 30 year old father who emotionally manipulated her into giving up her dreams to start a family with him. As a kid I would hear her up at night playing the violin or doing vocal exercises until she became too depressed to practice anymore. Like idk y’all there’s a quiet type of violence in the way women’s talents are devalued and brushed aside in favor of bullying them into “traditional” roles that ultimately don’t fulfill what they wanted for their lives. We’ve lost so much art, music, writing, science, and happiness to misogyny.
I basically don’t use tumblr anymore but it’s like the only place I can talk right now without feeling judge and I just really hate mental illness. I hate that I can’t function in my everyday life without anxiety and depression sneaking up behind me. I want to be fucking normal I don’t want to get impulsively aggressive and violent towards myself and I’m sick of feeling like I’m sharing my body with someone who is trying to control me and make me do things I don’t want to do!!
being nice is so easy just do it