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.
Sometimes my greatest problem is that I know myself too well. I torture myself with my faults and break my own heart with my mistakes. I look at the people who hurt me and wonder why the hell I still … Continue reading →