Midnighttavern23 - Raccoon

What's a soulmate?

A soulmate is like a best friend but more.

Its the one person in the world that knows you better than anyone else.

Someone who makes you a better person. Actually they don't make you a better person. You do that yourself.

Because they inspire you.

A soulmate is someone who you can carry with you Forever.

Its the one person who...

Who knew you and accepted you and... Believe in you before anyone else did.

Or when no one else would. And no matter what happens you will always love them.

And nothing can change that...

@goth-creepy13

@goth-creepy13 aww thx

@lunagarmadon it's you sis😊

So many are shattered but they may find a way thru the pain they are in. They just have to keep up thier hopes up

ROYAL VIEW - View from the famous Castle Neuschwanstein in Bavaria, Germany by tom krieger

Witchy Dragonrider for the CDC of this month! Check it out at the facebook page

I will posting up any fan art or drawing challenges you guys give me.

just so y'all know I can't draw very realistic art so go easy on me with the realistic art.

Its wrong to pick on people that struggle wit depression

Witch Tip: Book of Shadows

In your book of shadows is where you record your spiritual journey. For the most part, “book of shadows” is a Wiccan term, but there are other magickal practitioners who use this term to name their journals.

Some call their journal a “grimoire” or even “book of twilight,” “book of days,” etc. It’s up to you if you want to give your journal a particular label.

You can enter anything you want into your BoS. Your thoughts, your beliefs, how you view a god and goddess or universal energies, the pantheon you might choose to work with, your magickal name, what elements you feel closest to, the visions you have while meditating, your experiences with astral travel, your experiences with your spirit guides, your celebrations and seasonal rituals, your herb correspondences, the changes in your beliefs as you grow. EVERYTHING magickal and spiritual is fair game.

It’s your book, you choose what you add.

You can also write the dates that you perform your rituals and spells in your BoS. You don’t have to write out all your spells here, but you might consider it a good idea to do so. Record what works for you and what doesn’t.

You might choose to write out spells or rituals in your journal and if you choose to memorize them, writing them out is a good way to do it.

You can even write out how you feel before and after performing spells and rituals.

Anything can be used as your book of shadows, or journal. Loose notebook papers, a diary, a binder, etc. Whatever you can get your hands on.

When I first had interests in magick, I found a journal at a local book store that was completely blank inside and it looked like an antique. I chose this as my first magickal journal. I filled it up rather quickly because I used it as a regular journal also. I’d enter thoughts of any kind, write about the places I travelled to, friends, boyfriends, song lyrics, etc.

You don’t have to be this extreme. I love writing out my thoughts now and then, so it was natural for me to fill my journal with so much information.

Take your time searching for the right book to use.

Your journal, or book of shadows, will probably be with you for many years to come.

But keeping a magickal journal is an option and not absolutely necessary.

You decide if it’s best for you.

It's strange how a few short seconds can lead you in a whole new direction,

It alters how you think and act and see your own reflection.

From a single moment on, my life was forever changed,

Like everything I previously knew had suddenly been rearranged.

No one will ever understand just how I felt that day,

But deep within this poem I shall try to convey.

I cannot even begin to illustrate the repulsive person I once knew.

I intend to simply express the horror that I went through.

I was abruptly pinned against the wall of a hard, rough concrete bathroom

Small blade across my cheek, how can i explain i couldnt move i couldnt scream. Fear takes over your body as threats are whispered in your ear.

"just come with me and the end will be near"

Suddenly I was captured, no possible way to escape.

Wondering if I deserved it, if it was truly my fate.

I tried to fly away, but my wings he had been broke.

I was like an innocent cow that he used to prod and poke.

My mind filled with confusion, and his filled with lust.

He took another part of me with each and every thrust.

Tears like elegant pearls gracefully danced down my face.

I peered into his soul with a firm look of disgrace.

His cold touch like a vacuum, sucking out the life in me.

His ears were wide open, but he wouldn't hear my plea.

Standing there in the night, so scared, so exposed.

I was covered by a veil of darkness, like satin petals of a rose.

The glowing moon looked down at me, peaking through a massive blanket of stars.

I could touch it; it seemed so close, but it was really oh so far.

Worse than at the doctor; he injected me with filth and dirt.

His intention was deliberate; it was very clear and overt.

It is a bit funny that a piece of scum is all he'll ever be,

And the only thing that he accomplished doing in life is me.

Sometimes late at night I simply can't fall sleep

Thinking about how my innocence is no longer mine to keep.

What some can only imagine in their worst possible nightmare

Is my gruesome reality that can't be undone nor repaired.

I may have the sweetest smile, glowing between my nose and chin,

But only I know the truth about the deep secrets held within.

I may have the prettiest eyes that have seen more than they should

And have cried more delicate tears than anyone else ever could.

I may have the kindest heart, but that came with a cost.

It has felt the worst of pains and experienced the greatest loss.

I cannot change the past, an event to which I succumbed.

But I can focus on the present and change what is to come. 

We are all so different and yet so much the same.

Everyone, in some way or another, will experience a kind of pain.

Everybody has things they wish not to recall,

Into each life some rain must fall.

Scattered throughout our lives, like a friend that is one of a kind,

Dreary days will steadily approach, bad memories trailing behind.

These dark days are necessary, just as important as the rest,

For if we didn't have the worst, we couldn't recognize the best.

__________________________

Now here i am holding on to my new fav shirt,

which has your Cologne

its as if your here though i know your slipping away.

yes i can call for help

yes i can find a way to runaway

but when someone can hurt you in a matter of seconds

what will happen if help takes too long

what happens when your feet cant keep up with the violent pounding of your heart

there will always be blank spaces in this story and those spaces are filled with fear

fear can consume you more than you could ever know.

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its funny how you can sit and write a poem

while the other person watches you

not understanding a word thats being written

language barriers come in handy sometimes..

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i probably lost you though i have never given up

time is the only enemy

i still love you since we said hello

its wierd how i never agreed with the phrase: if you love him let him go.... if he returns you were always ment to be...

i cry too much,i dont want to let him go... but i cant keep causing him pain.

im being too selfish for loving him..