To the Bitches Who Smiled to My Face and Hexed Behind My Back!!

To the B&%#$s Who Smiled to My Face and Hexed Behind My Back:

I See You, Glitter Troll

By Darklady

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Let me sip my black tea while I talk about them—you know, the fake witches with moon-phase planners, soft voices, and knives aimed straight at your spine.

They smile at your altar, then run off to mimic your spells like they invented shadow majick with a Pinterest board and a personality disorder.

Yes, b*&#%s. I see you.

You didn’t like how strong I was. You didn’t like that I don’t sugarcoat spells or play nice with celestial fluff. You hated that when I hex, it lands—and when I speak, people listen.

So you whispered. You copied. You tried to dim what you couldn’t handle.

And all I have to say is…

Did it work, sweetheart? Because I’m still here. Louder. Darker. And now, far more amused.

See, I don’t just hex.

I engrave your name in vinegar.

I stitch your lies into doll mouths.

I leave a seat at the table for every betrayal, so my spirits never forget your flavor.

You thought I wouldn’t notice?

Please. I’m a dark shadow witch. I notice everything—especially you, glitter-tongued gossip goblin.

But carry on, darling. Keep doing your little light spells and posting memes about healing while secretly boiling over with envy.

Me? I’ll be here, growing my power, my coven, and my empire.

And when your candle flickers out and your followers ghost you?

Don’t worry.

You’ll still be able to feel me.

—Darklady

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