“Most books on witchcraft will tell you that witches work naked. This is because most books on witchcraft were written by men.”
-Terry Pratchett & Neil Gaiman, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch
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that's why I'm scared of you
because even before I had chance to explain
you were tending to my wounds and soothing my aches
I never thought I'd feel comfort again
& I know what this is 'cause my hands have stopped shaking
I hesitate to call it by name
just in case it gets taken away again
I know that it's love, but what if I'm not enough?
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I was in the winter of my life,
and the men I met along the road
were my only summer.
At night I fell asleep with visions of myself,
dancing and laughing and crying with them.
Three years down the line
of being on an endless world tour,
and my memories of them were
the only things that sustained me,
and my only real happy times.
I was a singer, not a very popular one.
I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet,
but upon an unfortunate series of events
saw those dreams dashed and divided
like a million stars in the night sky
that I wished on over and over again,
sparkling and broken.
But I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes
getting everything you ever wanted, and then losing it
to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out
what I had been doing, how I'd been living,
they asked me why, but there's no use
in talking to people who have home.
They have no idea what it's like
to seek safety in other people, for home to be
wherever you lay your head.
I was always an unusual girl.
My mother told me I had a chameleon soul,
no moral compass pointing due north,
no fixed personality.
Just an inner indecisiveness that was
as wide and as wavering as the ocean.
And if I said I didn't plan for it
to turn out this way I'd be lying.
Because I was born to be the other woman.
Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.
Who had nothing, who wanted everything,
with a fire for every experience
and an obsession for freedom that terrified me
to the point that I couldn't even talk about it,
and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness
that both dazzled and dizzied me.
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LISTEN! I was ONLY 3 FEETS AWAY from Marco Reus today!!! My BAE!!! I was LIVING FOR THIS MOMENT!! My dream finally came true!!! I FINALLY GOT TO SEE HIM!!! And I am not okay!
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