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@wiccan-spn-karma
Do you ever cycle through the same 4 apps on your phone over and over again and feel like a tiger pacing its cage at the zoo
If you’re doing this, it is because you, like the tiger, need enrichment and variety in your life. May I suggest cramming just a whole bunch of raw hamburger into a pumpkin and rolling it around your enclosure?
Meirl
Bonus:
i can’t 😂😂😂😂
2019: the year of being more in tune with nature.
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What I say: “I’m touch-starved.”
What you think I mean: “I need a hug.”
What I truly mean: “I need someone to platonically lie across me with their full weight, crushing my body and providing deep pressure until my errant soul is reabsorbed into my flesh. Also, a hug would be nice.”
I’ve had to explain this to people who think it’s weird, but when I add, “You know… like cats…” they seem to understand.
Some tips for broke ass witches/ in the broom closet
So, there are a lot of things out there, but here comes a few easy and cheap ways to witch away without causing suspiscion:
* start making your own tea. You can look up correspondances online, buy spices (often made from dried up herbs) cheap and throw them in warm water for a witchy potion. Cinnamon, carnations, ginger and star anise are all cheap and tastes good and to outsiders you have just found a hobby as a teamaker ☕
* If you are the type of witch that worship dietys, get yourself a notepad/ diary and get yourself open to your diety, write to Them and ask for responce. If you know that people around you likes to read through your notes when you’re not around, don’t use your dietys name.
* paint small pictures of each element while focusing on the elements energy, asking it for protection. Then hide (or frame and put up, depending on your view of your artistic skills) the pictures of the element in their corresponding directions. The elements will now watch over you 🌸
* Take a necklace that you like and wear a lot. Clear it from energys (all witches have their own way of doing this, but you don’t need expensive tools for it - you could punch it three times, leave it in the window with the moon overnight or use clean water). Then fill it with your intention (bringing luck/ love/ pushing away negativity - you name it!). You now have your own talisman!
Hope this helps!
YAAAAS!
fuck dude it sure is
Blue + White + Crystal + Witchy Moodboard requested by @goddess-offerings
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September Moon by Monte
IT’S ALMOST 1:00 AM AND I GOT THE BEST WRONG NUMBER TEXT EVER.
here, by request of more than one person:
Now this is what I call wholesome
It is with a heavy heart that I am forced to announce that I must disassemble my lawn chunks.
Yes, my critically tolerated yard sculpture “Lawn Chunks”, after having received glowing reviews such as: “Is that just like a whole ass fucking tree or what?”; “How’d you fit that in the Buick?”; and, “Patsy Ann, please stop putting chunks everywhere, it looks like a mummified octopus,” is unfortunately no more, as my dad wishes to “not have to look at this thing every goddamn day”.
As I cannot reasonably fit “Lawn Chunks” into the new apartment, her skeletal bits shall be removed and made into like maybe a jewelry stand or something, and this big ass piece of wood will be respectfully thrown over the guard rail, where hopefully my dad will not see it and yell and yell and yell because I lied and said I would not throw it over the guard rail. There are train tracks down there, and while I do not think I can throw that hard, I bet it would look incredibly sick if this thing got hit by a train.
RIP.
Stereotypes like this are the exact reason my chunks are being unjustly terminated, and I hope you have trouble sleeping at night knowing that Lawn Chunk’s innocent splinters are on your hands.
I call this one “Hmm This is a Pretty Fucked Up Thing to Find in the Woods and It’s Absolutely Haunted But Residual Catholic Guilt Prevents Me From Throwing It Away So I Guess It’s in a Tree Now”:
And this is a little installation known as: “I Took This Behind the Garage to Fix It and Forgot About It For Like a Whole Three Months and I Think There’s Ticks in It Now Which Isn’t Great Probably”.
I’m really just out here living my life like a cryptic swamp hag in a low budget backwoods slasher flick, and I mean, it’s fine, it’s sexy, but also I’m very concerned as to how exactly I’m going to survive in an apartment.
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Me: *knows it’s pronounced luh-mAs*
My last brain cell: llamas :)
