god. i missed this

I started following a ton of new aesthetic blogs(which I l o v e!) But now they are out weighing the witchy blogs that I follow and I rarely see witchy things on my dash anymore 😓 if you post any of these things please like/reblog and i will deff check you out!
(P.s. a boost would be helpful because I don’t have many followers tx 😊)
☆Tarot (or any kind of divination)
☆Witch tips, of course
☆Herbal remedies
☆Anything fae, elven, ghosty, etc
☆Literally any other witchy things I am missing, i love them all and all of you and also thank you 😚😚

anonymous asked:

kindofsharethat(.)tumblr(.)com/post/157480373109/if-antis-believe-criticising-women-for-anything-is This is getting really annoying honestly


oh my god talk about missing the fucking point (i did wonder how long it would take them to get here though lol) anyways, have this catapult gif again


Hot pics of Skanktral Ska Hotel The Live Band
This was one of the best weekends I’ve ever had. The show was unreal. We were begged for an encore. Every song was played brutally wrong. A stranger got on stage and took my trumpet and played it instead of me (because they actually played trumpet, apparently). Two people asked to take a picture with me. One of the most surreal experiences of my fucking life.
I really miss Florida and seeing so many friends was so good. I really, really needed this weekend. Also I missed Gainesville food so much oh my god
I’m gonna post more pics/vids as they come but yeah. Wow

God I miss the days when white people would just write essays about how means pea oh seaz were racist against whites without all this psuedo sj “spicy food jokes mean you hate autistic ppl” nonsense

i miss my inevitable conclusions ppl tho so much. lesbian mary :’) and ginger sherlock (mary calls him ginger nut) and john my sweet traumatized boy who slept on the sofa for 2 years because his bed felt all wrong and he’s afraid to be too far away from the door and had sherlock’s scarf under his pillow and wants you to hold this potato because your hands look cold. 


remember the white dress i wore all through that film? george came up to me the first day of filming, took one look at the dress and said: “you can’t wear a bra under that dress.”

“ok, i’ll bite,” i said. “why?” and he said: “because… there’s no underwear in space.”

he said it with such conviction. like he had been to space and looked around and he didn’t see any bras or panties anywhere.

he explained. “you go into space and you become weightless. then your body expands but your bra doesn’t, so you get strangled by your own underwear.”

i think that this would make for a fantastic obituary. i tell my younger friends that no matter how i go, i want it reported that i drowned in moonlight, strangled by my own bra.

rest in peace, carrie fisher (october 21st, 1956 - december 27th, 2016)

The signs as my students

Aries: The girl who answered the question “what’s something that’s magnetic?” with “Beyonce” 

Taurus: The boy who ran around at recess screaming “I LIVE TO DIE”

Gemini: The kid who thought snapchat face filters were just some cool game and was always asking if he could ‘play snapchat’

Cancer: The student who looked me straight in the eyes and said “I can see things other people can’t” and then went right back to drawing velociraptors.

Leo: The girl who wrote a full-page story about a woman who fell in love with a giant ear of corn. The best line of the story being “The corn was always there for her.”

Virgo: The kid who would call me over to fill me in on the latest third grade gossip every morning

Libra: The student who dramatically sat down across from me after school and said, “Miss we need to talk business” when asked what kind of business replied, “Chip business”

Scorpio: The student who was not actually in my class at all but was somehow always in the classroom anyway

Sagittarius: The boy who during aftercare somehow snuck out of the school, walked to the 7-11, and then came back with a huge bag of chips

Capricorn: The boy who grabbed my hands one day, started humming tango music, and proceeded to pull me away to dance around the room with him

Aquarius: The kid that called me over in the middle of silent reading time to tell me that moth man did nothing wrong and was just a guy trying his best

Pieces: The little girl who every time she saw me would scream “warning you!” before jumping onto me and expecting me to catch her