I’m Broken And I Can’t Be Fixed...

Do other witches dream of a fully functional tea garden of their own? Grapefruit mint is the prettiest mint I have ever grown, and also one of the tastiest. It’s nice to see it mentioned somewhere!

The-Wiccans-Glossary

you made me feel like i was not enough

like i always need to pretend to be someone else

someone you wanted me to be

someone you would like to be friends with

even if you didn’t you it on purpose , this stayed with me till now

i will never walk through the valley of my personality without looking back, on this shadow. Scar that you left on my heart. Fear that’s going to follow me into the darkest days, just to give me opportunity to arise

from hellfire i walked through again

Academia Friendship Clique

The Leader: lavender, honey, strawberries and cream, milk tea. The light academia friend, always smells of flora. white, gold, neutrals. Natural makeup. Neatly ironed clothing. Probably has a white/beige/brown cat with its own bell collar.  The Bodyguard: roses, chocolate, grapes, energy drinks. Punk academia variant, sometimes smells of an elegant musk. Black, silver, grey. Dark makeup, red lips. Shirt untucked, uneven socks, unkempt hair. Carries a pack of cigarettes, will play classical music with electric instruments. Dog lover. Will fight if provoked. Flips off professors. The Supporter: sunflowers, raspberries, water from the mountains. The cottagecore friend. Smells of sandalwood, gold, green, beige. Unkempt hair wrapped in flowers she grew in her room. Summer evenings with a little breeze, violin player. Loves to bake for her friends. Is baby. The Quiet One: peonies, chocolates and caramel, black coffee. Dark academia, thought to be the leader’s twin but in black. thoughtful and mysterious, won’t speak more than a few sentences at a time. Black, blue, silver, brown. Almost like the baby sister of the group, adored feverishly. Daydreams a lot. Will tell you Allan Poe is her great uncle. Straight A student. The Fashionista: hibiscus, vanilla and berries, light academia’s childhood friend. The one you go to for fashion advice, fur coats, leather boots, warm sweaters. Little effort in looking beautiful, has a beret from her great grandfather. Fruit juice, sometimes gets carried away when venting but her friends love her regardless. White, gold, brown, pink. Better in fashion than in studies. 

Chakras & Crystals

Crown - Selenite, Crystal Quartz, Moonstone, Fluorite, Amethyst

Third Eye - Lapis Lazuli, Iolite, Sapphire, Sodalite

Throat - Agate, Angelite, Turquoise, Amazonite, Hawk Eye

Heart - Rose Quartz, Aventurine, Malachite, Unakite

Solar Plexus - Citrine, Tiger’s Eye, Amber, Yellow Calcite, Topaz

Sacral - Carnelian, Peach Moonstone, Orange Aventurine, Orange Calcite

Root - Red Jasper, Obsidian, Red Tiger’s Eye, Tourmaline

“The ‘60s are gone, dope will never be as cheap, sex never as free, and the rock and roll never as great.” - Abbie Hoffman.

The golden gloam we can't beg to stay 

Petals are bleeding into the dirt 

Now we watch darkness swallow day

The reaper returns, a price we must pay

Writhing, wizened, woozy with hurt 

The golden gloam we can't beg to stay

Tongues shredded by what we can't say

Moonlight and tears, goodbyes so curt

Now we watch darkness swallow day

Though we'd rebel we must still obey

Our ghosts are sleeping now, inert

The golden gloam we can't beg to stay 

We all have our parts that we must play

Hope is fickle and prone to desert

Now we watch darkness swallow day

The anguish wrapped tight with dismay--

We save the confessions we'd like to blurt

The golden gloam we can't beg to stay

Now we watch darkness swallow day

The concept of the secret history classics class over zoom continues to occupy all my thoughts but unfortunately julian would just hold his class in person bc he has no regard for the health and safety of his students

if someone is interested depression hotline just didn’t have places for me calling for 30 minutes again and again, i’m just done

I don’t know what is more, hopeless,

Having a static mood, that nothing happening in the world can change what is happening inside you and you dont have the strength to pretend, and are in that constant state of melancholy.

Or

Having a dynamic mood, that anything can change your mood instantly a song you listen to makes you cry and then you watch a cat video and makes you laugh, the next moment, like you have surrendered yourself to the world, tired of feeling a type of way, that you dont care anymore,