Nothing thrills me more than when someone reblogs something from me and adds words to the bottom

One thing that I prefer about being home instead of my dorm:

I CAN BURN INCENSE . ALL THE INCENSE I WANT. AHAHAHAHA

*lights twenty matches at once*

I found my old doggy deck that I used to use when I couldn’t have tarot cards. I feel like I should craft them into something

Rejected again for publication. I feel like I’m dragging myself along on the ground at this point, unable to give up but too tired to really try

I forgot how many candles I had at home

These essays are a bitch. I just want to sleep and drink gin and tonics is that too much to ask

Does anyone have that witchy etsy shops masterpost hanging around? I’m putting together a christmas list and want to support the community

Christmas, more like “how much witchcraft supplies can I ask for without my family getting suspicious”

thecarvingwitch:

College witchery. Slapdash, offhand, making due, and loving it all

ahhh sophomore year I think?

Me: *blogging innocently*
Man sitting beside me in the airport: *looking casually over my shoulder likely because he’s bored*
My screen: PAGANS. WITCHES. PAGAN WITCHES. STUFF ABOUT MAGIC. DID I MENTION WITCHES?
Man: *scoots away*