Hey witch community, which crystal stops your life from being an endless carnival of pain and horror?

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Hey witch community, which crystal stops your life from being an endless carnival of pain and horror?

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"It began as most promises do: from a wish, a want, a dream, a hope. For Quinton it was all of these, and it created obligation; a weight he bore for the name of his family. But as for many promises, the weight grows tiring. One day, he breaks."
Read story Witches Promise by Heartspin with 6 reads. acceptance, gayromance, maturethemes. It was an early May mornin...
Me, pondering my wicked plans for the upcoming dark moon like:
Native Witches Moodboard;;
Northeastern Mexico.

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Do you know what I want in a relationship? Someone who accepts that I sleep with bay leaves under my pillows, someone who doesn't mind me leaving crystals in their book bags or pockets on their way to school/work. I want someone who will let me read them their cards or let me rant about how my bos is never like the tumblr blogs I follow. I want someone who will accept the witch in me not someone who tolerates it or thinks it's a quirky phase.
1. The exact number of times she would tickle your back when you couldn’t sleep as a child. 2. Exactly which of her thumbs was broken in a windowsill when she was a child. 3. 
I wrote a spooky, lovely, sad thing, and Grimoire Magazine picked it up. I hope you love it and are challenged by it as much as I am.