#witching hour
The ultimate selfcare is consuming all your crystals and candles while drunk on moonlight
Me: *draws a tarot card to describe me; picks The Fool*
Me, a fucking fool: “Oh, I wonder what this could mean”
Totally in love with these nails by Nina. They look like epitome of spooky season.
Ready to rock with my witch bitch fit
Hey, you guys! Would you look at that? Because of all of you good witches and bad witches, I have reached over 4K supporters. I have postponed so much stuff I’ve wanted to do, but I have low-key been working on some things. So here we are.
First, we party… Because we need to. We’re social distancing anyway. Pick a song. Comment and reblog. I’m dying for some spiked cauldron punch mixed with good vibes and good music.
Second, I’ve been doing some spell work and my inbox has been full of messages about such. So I’d like to offer that as a service if you’d be interested. This would be limited because of my schedule, timing of such, energy, etc. But I’m definitely open and can schedule depending on what you need. Hit me up for consultation. Additionally, I will be offering herbs, cool witchy products, pre-packaged and personalized spells that you can perform or your own or carry with you online now. I’m currently adding product to my store. So hopefully there will be a beta available within the next two weeks. But I am traveling. So we’ll see.
Thirdly, the blog is still going to be poppin’ like pu- well yeah, you know what I mean. Speaking of which, I don’t think I mentioned, there will be sex magic. Oooooh! There will also be giveaways. I’m just indecisive and don’t know what to giveaway. So suggestions are accepted. Anyway, thanks again! Continue to reblog, message me, and send me cool shit.
Lastly, if you’d like to donate, I’ll drop my cash tag. Donations will go towards products, giveaways, etc.
Oh yeah, the tea. The tea! How could I forget the juicy part? The store name is Witch Bitch Schit.
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Witching hour…
When needle and thread, that mends the cloth between my fingers, mends the soul.
A patch is meant to hold, fixed by heat, fixed with needle.
A decoration covers the damage, not to be hidden but to become a part of the whole.
The work goes swift, with quiet chant just under my breath, feels like an old path walked upon.
A knot to hold, to hold the good, to stop the fray.
And a safety pin, for accident which can’t be seen until it’s too late.
Colorful, witchy aesthetics for spooky season
It’s that time of the day…