yugh
holy fucking artemis
it's two in the morning and i'm craving physical affection
aw fuck i hate emotions
and i made a gift for a friend who i'm gonna see Saturday but it's like a pagan thing and idk if she's gonna like it or not or just be confused because it's not like aesthetic witch shit you see on tumblr it's a messy ass candle with herbs and dried flower petals embedded in blue wax that i made by myself while a fucking electrican was over and i was trying to avoid him but he looked at me weird when i was cleaning melted blue crayon off my microwave
anygays the candle is custom tailored to her so if she sees this before Saturday spoiler alert broski
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