All the cards keep telling me use your abilities, but love made me weak and I’ve tried to forgive more after my friend’s death. Life is too short. Now I’m angry and that’s the last thing anyone wants, it gives me fire. It’s when I make the most happen. Being nice isn’t working I’m going to get everyone who crossed me, everyone. I’ve been told I’m a bad witch numerous times (as in learning), the power of that is by blood, hereditary. Now I’ve been taking it more seriously. 11/11 is a most sacred day so I won’t be posting. You bitches better run, but I’ll find you. Nothing motivates me more than justice and revenge, just wait. Via: Divine Serpent Fire