This spell is dark magick. I am including the whole spell in this description so that you can decide if this is how you want to go.
It can be altered to fit any situation.
This is heavy duty magick and not to be taken lightly.
In a bowl combine feces, cayenne, red pepper, hot sauce, vinegar, goofer dust, sulfur, lemon juice, graveyard dirt, mustard seeds, poppy seeds, onion, red pepper, pine, storax, thorns, nails, belladonna seeds, cinnamon, black pepper, dog hair, mold, and ginger.
On your alter or where you plan to cast, set a piece of paper in the center with your targets name written down three times with an X crossing off their names.
On the back of the piece of paper, have your sigil drawn up in a celestial blue. Then, place the bowl of combined toxins on top of the piece of paper covering their name.
Surround the paper and bowl with three black candles. Anoint the candles with dill, blood, scabs, finger nails, toe nails, and spit.
If you have a poppet of the target you may include that, something with a skull on it, broken glass, dead spiders or insects, and any spider webs or cobwebs.
Place an incense holder with dragon blood incense behind the candles and bowl.
Fill the poppet or doll with belladonna seeds for five consecutive days in a row at the same time each night. Begin the first night at the time of ritual.
After you have everything set up and ready, begin by lighting the candles. Light your incense with a black candle as well.
Allow the fire on the incense to extinguish itself.
Then, begin by meditating on your target. Focus and concentrate with all your energy, strength, and power on your target becoming ill, sick, being in pain, all alone, and suffering.
After you feel you’ve done this enough, go ahead and chant the incantation three times.
You took my love and you erased it.
Selfish, ignorant, naive, and stupid.
You stole my love and didn’t care.
You knew the truth in the proof you glared.
The time has come for you to pay.
For all the damage and pain you’ve caused me.
You’re evil in every way and I won’t let you stray.
For your own pleasure, satisfaction, and wants.
You’re greedy to the touch.
There are words for what you are.
A home wrecker, a whore, a hoe, and a sloppy joe.
No, you’ll never be prettier or better than me.
All your beauty now decays.
No, you’ll never be smarter or more talented than me.
May you rot and fall to your knees.
I told you once and I warned you twice.
Feel my wrath and pay the price.
I won’t stand down or turn my cheek.
Bitches like you always cheat.
I can see your black soul and the darkness in your heart.
For all you’ve done, you will fall apart.
You can beg, you can plead, you can pray; but you’re weak.
You took someone of mine. My twin flame divine.
My true love has escaped. But you won’t fall through my fingers or slip away.
May you fall ill and experience the worst sickness of all.
May you cry, may you weap, and in the end you won’t sleep.
Let me be more specific and clarify. I want you dead, I want you to die.
May your insides become as toxic as your soul. May agony, torment, suffering, misery, and heart break make you ill.
I fill you with disgust and disease. May you feel every ounce of pain.
With poison to your heart, a stroke in your brain, and when you can’t breathe it will rain. May you fall, break a bone, crash your car, and be all alone.
May you become paralyzed and blind. And feel every nerve in your body die.
The devil inside will eat you alive. Your soul shall burn for eternity in hell.
May you have nightmares and night terrors all.
I take away your beauty so the world may see your true face.
Who you really are is a disgrace. May you wrinkle, scar, and age. And your acne break out in a plague.
You took something else from me, my baby that’s meant to be. May you burn, may you scorn.
Like poison in your veins and drowning in your lungs.
I leave you for dead how you left me. I will rise and be set free.
May you live in a constant state of psychosis and grief. I shall be beautiful and have my love. May you be ugly and turn to dust.
You shall be trapped and never escape. The longer you stay and are with my twin flame; the more sick you’ll become each and every day.
The more you ignore warnings in any way; the more your demons will taunt your brain. May you be haunted by this hate and be cursed every day.
May you have nightmares and endless pain. May the demetri widow suffocate your brain. Harm shall find you every day. And every day may you have bad luck in a different way.
May your life be a disaster just like you. May you lose your money, family, friends, love, hopes, and dreams too. Death shall await you and follow you in your shadows.
Ghosts and demons will feed off you. Your reaper awaits your doom. Don’t you see, you were never meant to be. I told you, I showed you, and proved it to you but you didn’t care.
It was more important for your affair. You’re not the one and will never be; now you will die for disobeying me. Be gone and go far away. Fall underground six feet deep. I seal this curse forevermore.
Take this skank and terrify her! Leave her to bits and lost in her mind. Sickness, illness, and death combine. Paralyze, suffocate, and her soul black as the devils sheep. Demons, devils, and vengeful spirits attach to her now.
May fire and rage burn in her blood of decay. Her bones brittle and fragile shall break. In a constant coma state she will not wake.
She is stuck and locked in the devils chains. Her karma will not wait. Like an aneurism in her brain, an infection eats her all.
She can gasp for air but will only inhale gasoline, like a virus in her veins. Cancer will rise and spread from Stephanie’s toes to her head. And sepsis will strike her dead.
May her throat close up and swell for she can only swallow in hell. If that’s not enough blind her and make her deaf. She can choke on her own tongue and spit.
Infertility makes her weak, any baby she conceives will die in her ovaries. Walking pneumonia’s what she needs and cellulitis in her feet. Pubic lice and hallucinations will drive her insane.
If that’s not enough, do what you may! Like a parasite in her eye and worms in her legs, no male will be attracted to her games.
As her hair falls out and her fingers cringe, she will know she fucked with the wrong witch.
It is done.
When you are finished, proceed to taking the mixture of toxins in the bowl and smearing it over your targets names on the piece of paper until their name is completely and fully covered everywhere.
Next, take a piece of thread or yarn and cut it in half with the scissors while imagining your target dying. Then, allow the candles to burn until your incense goes out on its own.
When the incense goes out and you feel the ritual is complete, go ahead and take your empty pickle jar. Place the piece of paper as well as any left over mixture from the bowl into the jar and seal the jar by using super glue.
On the outside of the jar, super glue both pieces of the thread or yarn you cut in half to the front of the jar. Then, whenever it’s convenient for you; leave the jar at a cemetery.
When you do this, do NOT turn around; look over your shoulder, or look back. Just go and leave!
It is done.
All work performed by myself is undertaken using my own hand-made hoodoo supplies, where applicable, following traditional techniques and recipes.
This work is performed over 5 nights. I require:
1. Your full name and date of birth
2. The targets name and photograph, and that of his partner
2. A photograph of you
*This ritual ist done late in the evening or early morning hours. Where the ritual is intended for a specific target person, it is best done while the target is asleep.
*The sigils used in the ritual can be carried on your person as amulets to invoke lust or cause sexual attraction. Just have faith that the sigil/ demons are assisting you.
Please note that you will be sent a report and photographs via email and the spell remains will be disposed of properly by myself. If you wish me to send you the spell remains please contact me to calculate postage costs and I will send you a separate paypal invoice for this.
Unfortunately, like medicine, magic cannot offer guaranteed results. Even when given the best medicine, and the most up to date treatment, some diseases cannot be cured, and similarly, despite the most through and well crafted magical interventions, some situations resist change. This is an unfortunate fact of life. However, I can guarantee that all my workings are undertaken following traditional methods, according to traditional recipes, using traditional ingredients. Your faith is an essential ingredient in the work, along with reasonable efforts to allow the magic to take effect in your life through efforts to improve your situation in the worldly sphere.