2025, July 27th
Ffffffuuuuck. I'm worn out. The stress has been going on for two long. Constantly frustrated. Mind blank. And my body? The muscle tension is so intense that I'm in physical pain. What the fuck. And well, it's weird. A lot of change is happening. Some positive. Some freaks me out. And at the same time I've been enjoying myself. Slutting around like a little hoe bunny has been fun. Still tho... 'tis too much at the moment. I just want someone to forcibly throw me in a trunk and drive me somewhere nice. But I don't have that someone in my life :( Wah wah wah. Universe, please kill me or let me have a good night of sleep. It's either or, bitch.
Magic exists. Like in words. And body language. And connection. And intention, thought. And signing and dance. Definitely in singing and dance. And yeah, lots of magical things. I'm thinking of integrating something witchy in my mind and life. I talked to this religious dude about magic last week and claimed to be a nature witch. He told me I'm going to hell. Then I go around thinking about witchy things and spells and enchantments for a week. Then yesterday, this other guy tells me out of nowhere that he's a white with performing the magic of the universe. What is this? Is this the start of my initiation into a coven? Fun synchronicity.