Don’t make me drop a house on you
At first, I was sure she was talking about swearing. Don’t make me drop a house on you shirt. But then she’s talking about cursing as a witch, and I thought it was just the usual ‘kids doing spells’ kinda thing. But now I have no idea. Maybe the curse shamers are just reasonable people who tell her magic isn’t real. in primary school i was too embarrassed to even say vagina when dobbing in kids who kicked me in the cunt. by high school i swore like a bogan sailor. Exactly what I was thinking – although I am not sure why she would mention she’s a witch if she’s talking about profanity. All the links in this subreddit make my head hurt. Haha I love how this subreddit adapts to keep me interested. I’m just starting to get tired of laughing at thin-privilage and ‘racism’ and now I’m seeing things like witchcraft and zoophiles. Way to keep me on my toes, tumblr. Thanks for checking out my little pagan/witch blog. I’m an actively learning pagan – I guess you’d call me eclectic pagan – who calls herself a Huntwitch
Don’t make me drop a house on you
My mom went full crazy after the divorce and tried to ~curse~ my Dad and I about a dozen times. Don’t make me drop a house on you shirt. Guess what never happened. Fucking anything. T-shirt design near me. Maybe she was an SJW that retroactively cursed you with privilege. Ever consider that, you privileged bigoted cursephobic shitlord? Its kinda messed up that your mom was hoping something bad would happen to her kid long enough for her to try (impotently) 12 times to make it happen. It was because I made fun of her for trying to curse my Dad. She muttered a bunch of crap and pointed a cheap ‘wand’ at me. I haven’t talked to her in a few years. Not at all. My whole act is just stories about my family, well the funny parts are anyway.
Don’t make me drop a house on you shirt, hoodie, guys v-neck, sweatshirt, ladies tee.
Forgive me if I’m wrong, though, but don’t modern witches have the belief that if you curse someone, it’ll come back to bite you on the ass? Don’t make me drop a house on you shirt. When I was about 14 or 15 I went through a “witch” phase. It lasted about three months I think, and I bought a couple of books, both of which contained “spells” and both of which advised you to end any spell with “an it harm none, so mote it be” or something like that. So even the most ridiculous drivel encourages you not to harm people. Also, my playing with “witchcraft” was directly responsible for me becoming an atheist. I normally don’t support harassing people, but I really want to harass her because I just want to see what the fuck she’s talking about. I want her to curse me. Also, if she believes she’s able to actually curse people, what a selfish twat. “Let me take all the negative shit in my life and throw it at you.” Obvious, horseshit, but if she believes in it, that makes her a bad person in my books.
For ME, cursing gives me the ability to ball up my negative energy and shove it into what I’m cursing. Don’t make me drop a house on you shirt. Then, when I’m done, the energy bitch slaps whoever I directed that energy at. So I posted on last week’s thread about running into an old crush at a coffee shop and setting up a date with them. Well, we had that date and then hung out again yesterday, both times for six hours or so. There’s definitely something blooming here and it’s so beautiful. Neither of us have had healthy previous relationships so we’re not exactly labelling anything at this point but it’s very obvious that there’s something. No one can see the future but that doesn’t mean we can’t try our utmost to make this work, and we shall. I’m so goddamn happy!