The adventures of a rock n roll loving, fiction writing, tea making, book reading, tarot divining, crystal collecting Witch. Lots of profanity set amongst awakenings, ritual, rants, raves, epiphanies and other madness.
Oh good. Underestimate me. So I can embarrass you. Not like that’ll take much… I’ve met some pricks in my time but you sir are a cactus well, maybe one of those miniature ones if you ran like your mouth … Continue reading →