Welcome To Wonderland, My Love.

yes yes yes!! i love witchy movies; they always put me in the mood. especially during a burnout, a witchy movie might be perfect to spark that inspiration back. here are a couple of my favorites!

the love witch

the story of a beautiful witch named elaine who is addicted to love ❤️ her trick in seducing men by making potions and doing spells 🧪 this movie is a comedy horror 🔪

carrie

there are two versions, i believe. one from 1976 and the more modern one is from 2013. an outcasted girl named carrie with an ultra religious mother has telekinetic powers 🧿 these powers bring her to the brink of insanity ⚰️

the craft

how could i leave this one out of the list? a girl named sarah transfers to a school and meets theee other girls who are looking for a “fourth” to complete their circle and invocation manon, a god 🔮 sarah already has this natural ability though ✨ manon gives them powers, and the three other girls slowly go insane and turn their backs against sarah 🗡

beautiful creatures

the story of an outcasted girl named lena who is raised by her infamous uncle macon; both witches 🌸 a popular boy named ethan slowly falls for her, curious about the mystery and rumors surrounding the two 🌞 lena is nervous for her 16th birthday where a curse decides which side claims her: light or dark ⏳

season of the witch

set in the 13th century, a woman is accused of witchcraft and blamed for the black plague ⚰️ two knights have to bring her to an abbey where monks are going to banish the evil out of her and then kill her, thinking it will save her 🗡 however, she’s no ordinary girl 👹

practical magic

a feel good movie! two sisters, sally and gillian, are raised by their two aunts after their parents died. they grew up into witchcraft 🔮 however, there was a curse where every man they would get together with would be doomed with impending death ⚰️ after sally falls for a merchant and has two children with him, he dies, making her not believe in love again 💔 however, a detective investigating a death catches her eyes 💞

harry potter

a boy discovers he’s a wizard at the age of 11 and is sent to a school of witchcraft and wizardry 🧙🏻 he makes friends and enemies and finds out an evil wizard named voldemort wants him dead 🗡 another feel good movie! there are 8 parts and each movie is about 2-3 hours long, so you’ll have PLENTY of movies to watch :)

movies i haven’t watch yet but heard were great!

suspiria

hocus pocus

spellbinder

narnia

the vvitch

stardust

rosemary’s baby

the covenant

into the woods

maleficent

inferno

the house with a clock in its walls

It gets worse.

SHE DIED BECAUSE OF A MISFIRE THAT MAY NOT HAVE ACTUALLY BEEN A MISFIRE.

The actual target was the building behind her home. Two missiles of 24 missed, striking her home, killing her, her husband, and their housekeeper, and blinding their daughter.

This by itself would be tragic and inexcusable. But it goes a step further:

Her house was previously destroyed in American bombings in 1991. In protest, she used pieces of it to make a mosaic on the floor of the al-Rashid Hotel in Baghdad. The mosaic was of George H.W. Bush (who would have ordered those bombings), and the intention was that nobody would be able to enter the hotel without stepping on his face, which is a massive insult in Iraq. (Anybody else remember the hero who threw his shoes at Bush II?) It was a piece of protest art. Something supposedly protected and enshrined in American values and law.

And there are rumors that the “misfire” was deliberate, and was retaliation for the mosaic.

Therapist: Listen, you do exist, and if you didn’t, someone would have to create you because the world would be a much sadder place.

Therapist: No.

Me: Wow.

Therapist: You’re just a fucked up bitch.

Me: I do agree with the fucked up bitch part.

Therapist: Considering what you told me and how much you wanna beat him to death, he’s not. You pretty much hate him despite knowing him for years.

Me:

Me: Why did I need to come here to realize that.

Therapist: Because that’s my job to help you to understand some stuff. Also because you’re way too kind and you would let someone punch you in the guts and still consider them as your friend while they stab you.

Therapist: Oh that’s nice!!... Oh my name is on it!!

Me: Yeah!!

Me: What-

Therapist: *turns his screen and show me THIS* 

Me: 

Me: Yeah, I went.

Therapist: Was it something you enjoyed?

Me: Mh. Yeah. Sorta.

Therapist: Did you see some bears?

Me:

Me: Jerome wh-

Me: No, I want it!!

Therapist: Finally, you’re not forcing yourself for the others! And you’re doing something you want! I’m proud of you!

Me: You’re more of a dad than my own father.

Therapist: I am not.

Me: Ooh.

Therapist: Or am I?

The secretary came to tell me that Jerome actually forgot to write me down on the appointment list.

Therapist: Oh, really, I never noticed. You know, you should turn that anger into indifference. It would help you.

Me: Like what? ‘Hey Joël wassup, I’ve been very suicidal lately last night I wanted to die. Hope you have rad vacations and the weed is good save some good kush for me, kissy kissy.’ ?

Therapist: Exactly.

Therapist: Can I touch you to prove you that you do?

Me: Dinner first.

Therapist:

Me: I’m broke.

Therapist: Oh yeah.

Therapist: You still need vacations tho.

Therapist, by text: Oh sorry. I didn’t see you.

Therapist, by text: Wait. Were you at the tattoo shop?

Therapist: So your friend lives in the same street than I?

Me: Yes. Town’s short I guess.

Therapist: Were you really going to your friend...?

Me: Yes?? Why else would I be here?

Therapist: Your appointment was this morning at 11:30am, Damien.

Me:

Me: I’m gonna get a rat and call him Jerome just to piss you off.

Therapist:

Me:

Therapist: Do you smoke?

1404. Blind Faith