#darksuggestion

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Good evening worshippers of Hecate, scholars being hunted for sport, bisexual blasphemers and heretics, emotionally insecure sirens, Medusa apologists, strange and unusual aura photographers, secondhand potion sellers, undead interns, nonbinary sage enthusiasts, and those who have studied the scythe. 

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Good morning bisexual disasters, astral projections and hallucinations, feral women drenched in red, unidentified sleep paralysis creatures, chaotic neutral monster fuckers, trees lost to wildfires, eldest daughters dancing on the edge, overprotective Venus fly traps, children who have only known violence, emotional support terrariums, and to everyone who has had Enough.

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I walk these night hours between the dead and the living, and see you two-step with Death as if nothing ever ended.

from Death is a Woman by Joy Harjo

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Let me eat your pain. Let me drink your sin. You deserve peace. 

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I am drinking roses, I am drinking blood. I am drinking joy, I am drinking death.

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And if I am to be poisoned by love, let it be yours. 

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What’s my secret? More curses, less spells. 

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Please don’t bathe in the blood of your enemies. It will only coat you in regret. Instead turn their tears into salt. Add a cup and retreat into the waters. Then hold your breath until your lungs begin to burn. Your bitterness will burn with it. Your self doubt will shrivel with your fingers. Your cheeks will flush and your eyes will close. And you will feel the satisfaction.