Zoey

Witchcraft isn't all chanting around a bonfire, communing with the old gods, sometimes it's burning bay leaves in your kitchen while listening to Abba's 1976 hit: Money, Money, Money.

forearms to me are what ankles were to victorian men

He's me

I literally do not care what the Bible says about any political issue. I am not Christian. Christian scripture should have zero effect on my life or my personal freedoms. 

The fact that I did not mention abortion anywhere in this post, yet the replies and reblogs are filled with Christians trying to “well actually” me and/or resorting to anti-choice insults is… telling, to say the least.

Getting back into Haikyu uh oh

you did not kudos? you left the fic without a reblog? oh! oh! jail for reader! jail for reader for One Thousand Years!

understand, theres no other girl in the world quite as delusional as me

I'm so thirsty for Fushiguro Toji

He's horrible and I've never wanted a man more

i love when the tumblr girlies get into a show middle aged american men like (MASH, columbo, breaking bad, supernatural to all our bewilderment, etc) but do it in a way that would make those dads go into shock requiring medical intervention