Thursday nights are for summoning circles and cheap wine. Just finished setting up a new altar in the living room—candles, obsidian, the whole nine yards. The energy is already shifting in the apartment. Of course, my roommate walked right through the middle of the salt circle like the oblivious god they are, ruining the containment field. I should be furious. I am furious. But mostly I’m just thinking about how good they looked in those low-slung sweatpants and how I want them to ruin me with the same careless disregard. I’d get on my knees and let them use my mouth right on the pentagram just to stain the rug. Maybe if I’m enough of a bitch about the mess, they’ll finally shut me up with their cock down my throat. A girl can dream. #gothlife #occult #roommateproblems #ruinme