You know your a witch when you hurriedly run to wal-mart at 300am and buy 30 dollars worth of assorted candles and a mountain dew. And the 70 year old lady checking you out looks at you like your bat shit crazy. And you have to look her strait in the eye and say “I know this looks bad but I swear to your God I am not exercising a demon out of a table lamp.”
This is glorious.
Anonymous asked: Are you part of a coven??? C
No, I’m a solitary practitioner.