The leg up at the end tho.
I like the coach, putting his hands on his knees like, “Welp, that wasn’t it.”
Poetry.
Please don’t get tired of me.
It happens every time. People lose interest in me. They get tired of me. Suddenly, they don’t bother hitting me up anymore. The conversations become shorter. They forget about me and I just become a distant memory. I wonder if it’s my fault sometimes. But then I realize that people never stay in my life. And there’s nothing I can do about it.
people underestimate my ability to cut them out of my life when they fuck me over
½ part Lemon Balm (dried and crushed)
1 part Ginseng
1 part Ground Coffee
½ part Orange Peel (dried and crushed)
1 part Mint (dried and crushed)
½ part Rosemary (dried and crushed)
The mixture should be strong smelling. To use you can 1. leave in an open jar near you as you work 2. dust mixture over an oiled, orange candle carved with your name 3. dust your fingers and hands in the powder before beginning work.
big witch energy
