VØ₦ ฿Ø₲ ₩ł₮₵Ⱨ
@bogwitch.bsky.social
Spooky Miniaturist / Professional Hag
Folklore | Ancient History | Silly Memes
Coming to you live from a bucket of haunted bog water. Scito, viri nihil sunt.
Folklore | Ancient History | Silly Memes
Coming to you live from a bucket of haunted bog water. Scito, viri nihil sunt.
Your spores are mid 🍄🟫
November 14, 2025 at 2:39 PM
Your spores are mid 🍄🟫
No matter how secure you think your marriage or relationship is, never EVER put anything about your mental health or your deepest darkest feelings in writing to your partner. Ever.
November 14, 2025 at 2:31 PM
No matter how secure you think your marriage or relationship is, never EVER put anything about your mental health or your deepest darkest feelings in writing to your partner. Ever.
Never enough rocks
November 14, 2025 at 1:14 PM
Never enough rocks
Behold my own litany of unimpressed sheep
November 14, 2025 at 1:13 PM
Behold my own litany of unimpressed sheep
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Just for any academics, let me be clear, Hookland is anti-nostalgic. It's an exploration and exorcism of my childhood, not a celebration of falsely remembered sunshine. Nostalgia is a warping gravity.
November 14, 2025 at 11:10 AM
Just for any academics, let me be clear, Hookland is anti-nostalgic. It's an exploration and exorcism of my childhood, not a celebration of falsely remembered sunshine. Nostalgia is a warping gravity.
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Reading has brought me such great joy in my life, but, damn, has it also caused me terrible pain these last years. Literacy is a path to madness now. Every day, every news story, is an invitation for those of us cursed by the gods with basic reading comprehension to blind ourselves Oedipus-style.
November 13, 2025 at 9:56 PM
Reading has brought me such great joy in my life, but, damn, has it also caused me terrible pain these last years. Literacy is a path to madness now. Every day, every news story, is an invitation for those of us cursed by the gods with basic reading comprehension to blind ourselves Oedipus-style.
Scaredy Cat
open.spotify.com
November 13, 2025 at 12:04 PM
Once again:
It's not an epidemic of loneliness.
It's an epidemic of fucking CONSEQUENCES.
It's not an epidemic of loneliness.
It's an epidemic of fucking CONSEQUENCES.
November 13, 2025 at 8:51 AM
Once again:
It's not an epidemic of loneliness.
It's an epidemic of fucking CONSEQUENCES.
It's not an epidemic of loneliness.
It's an epidemic of fucking CONSEQUENCES.
Oh no, my girl dinner post upset some men! Let me just gather those tears and use them to salt my lasagne.
November 13, 2025 at 8:27 AM
Oh no, my girl dinner post upset some men! Let me just gather those tears and use them to salt my lasagne.
It is £180 each way to catch the (2 hour) train to London. That's $360 Australian dollars. To go that same distance by train in Australia is less than £10 or $20AUD.
Just let that sink in for a moment.
Just let that sink in for a moment.
a man wearing glasses and a black turtleneck is holding his hands to his head .
ALT: a man wearing glasses and a black turtleneck is holding his hands to his head .
media.tenor.com
November 12, 2025 at 11:42 PM
It is £180 each way to catch the (2 hour) train to London. That's $360 Australian dollars. To go that same distance by train in Australia is less than £10 or $20AUD.
Just let that sink in for a moment.
Just let that sink in for a moment.
Therapy hurt my feelings again. Ugh.
November 12, 2025 at 10:00 PM
Therapy hurt my feelings again. Ugh.
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There are infections of blood. There are infections of the soul. There are I believe, infections of the place. For the land itself may be wounded by our traumas. Where its psychic skin cracks, the spoilings of rot and wickedness can set in. We call such infections hauntings. – Rev. A. Morley
November 12, 2025 at 9:18 AM
There are infections of blood. There are infections of the soul. There are I believe, infections of the place. For the land itself may be wounded by our traumas. Where its psychic skin cracks, the spoilings of rot and wickedness can set in. We call such infections hauntings. – Rev. A. Morley
Someone recently asked me if I *always* have to say whatever is in my head and yes, actually I do. You're welcome.
November 12, 2025 at 12:50 AM
Someone recently asked me if I *always* have to say whatever is in my head and yes, actually I do. You're welcome.
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Wonder and curiosity will help insulate you from cynicism and despair 🩷
November 11, 2025 at 10:46 PM
Wonder and curiosity will help insulate you from cynicism and despair 🩷
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Never give up.
Somewhere in the world, there's a haunted manor house on the moors with a mysterious caretaker, indifferent cats, and secret libraries within libraries, waiting for you in the darkness.
Somewhere in the world, there's a haunted manor house on the moors with a mysterious caretaker, indifferent cats, and secret libraries within libraries, waiting for you in the darkness.
November 11, 2025 at 11:55 PM
Never give up.
Somewhere in the world, there's a haunted manor house on the moors with a mysterious caretaker, indifferent cats, and secret libraries within libraries, waiting for you in the darkness.
Somewhere in the world, there's a haunted manor house on the moors with a mysterious caretaker, indifferent cats, and secret libraries within libraries, waiting for you in the darkness.
A couple of times a week I'm trying to walk back my cooking trauma by making dinner. It's slow going. The fear and anxiety from having had it literally thrown at me is not something I'm sure will ever go away.
a man with a mustache is wearing a hat that says we 're cooking
ALT: a man with a mustache is wearing a hat that says we 're cooking
media.tenor.com
November 11, 2025 at 6:35 PM
A couple of times a week I'm trying to walk back my cooking trauma by making dinner. It's slow going. The fear and anxiety from having had it literally thrown at me is not something I'm sure will ever go away.
£67 for 2 adults and 2 kids to catch a train for a 19 minute return trip. lolol the UK is fucken cooked.
November 11, 2025 at 2:45 PM
£67 for 2 adults and 2 kids to catch a train for a 19 minute return trip. lolol the UK is fucken cooked.
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babe are you ok you’ve barely talked about the horrors of being alive
November 11, 2025 at 2:11 PM
babe are you ok you’ve barely talked about the horrors of being alive
Quietly pleased with myself for nabbing a Lands End coat for £20 on Vinted. Those fuckers retail for £250.
a woman wearing a denim jacket is making a funny face with #schitts creek written on the bottom
ALT: a woman wearing a denim jacket is making a funny face with #schitts creek written on the bottom
media.tenor.com
November 11, 2025 at 11:52 AM
Quietly pleased with myself for nabbing a Lands End coat for £20 on Vinted. Those fuckers retail for £250.
I sold my stupidly expensive Dyson OnTrac headphones so I could buy a warm, waterproof coat for this English weather and maybe afford a few little bus or train rides to interesting places. At least now I'll be warm and dry whilst traipsing about this wet and beautiful land.
November 11, 2025 at 11:32 AM
I sold my stupidly expensive Dyson OnTrac headphones so I could buy a warm, waterproof coat for this English weather and maybe afford a few little bus or train rides to interesting places. At least now I'll be warm and dry whilst traipsing about this wet and beautiful land.
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Do you have a certain way of eating a particular style of biscuit?
For example, with Arnotts Orange Slice I like to twist apart the two biscuits, scrape out the orange cream centre into the bin, then hurl each biscuit part onto the roadway for passing cars to crush into a fine dust.
For example, with Arnotts Orange Slice I like to twist apart the two biscuits, scrape out the orange cream centre into the bin, then hurl each biscuit part onto the roadway for passing cars to crush into a fine dust.
November 11, 2025 at 12:18 AM
Do you have a certain way of eating a particular style of biscuit?
For example, with Arnotts Orange Slice I like to twist apart the two biscuits, scrape out the orange cream centre into the bin, then hurl each biscuit part onto the roadway for passing cars to crush into a fine dust.
For example, with Arnotts Orange Slice I like to twist apart the two biscuits, scrape out the orange cream centre into the bin, then hurl each biscuit part onto the roadway for passing cars to crush into a fine dust.
In confused paroxysms of joy over this impending slew of good weather
November 10, 2025 at 10:45 PM
In confused paroxysms of joy over this impending slew of good weather