Chris Evans is one of the most vile human beings on this planet. It all started when the movie star who saved my life, showed him who I was. Chris took an immediate liking to me. I’m the reason he got an Insta account, in hopes of swooping in and dating me himself. This is why the movie star didn’t follow him at first. It’s also the reason I blocked him when he first got on. He’s a backstabber. If you can do this to someone you call a friend, what aren’t you capable of? Huge turn off for me. Eventually I unblocked him. Unlike everyone else I never got the appeal of this man, the accent, the pale skin, none of it. For years I asked my obsessed friends what they saw in him. Was I missing something? Yeah, he’s beautiful objectively, but he just doesn’t do it for me.
The movie star and Chris Evans move on, which was fine by me. At that point I truly disliked the movie star. I found him stupid, immoral, self absorbed and not a good person. Plus I was dating my idol Mick Jagger, and was just so in love with this dream come true. I didn’t care about either of them, but something held me back from dragging the movie star publicly. I know part of what it was, but won’t share. Thank God I didn’t, he saved my life without me knowing I was in danger. Nor would I’ve asked him to help me in any capacity.
Chris Evans started appearing in my dreams, astral projecting, being nice to me. Yes, all of that shit is real. The Illuminati is real. A lot of the occult stuff in Hollywood is real. I use to think it was all baloney too, until they tried to kill me. If I weren’t queen of witches and a goddess incarnated, I’d be dead. Dead. You’d all be dead too. Turns out I’m more powerful. Count your blessings. Anyways, Chris was nice to me when everyone was attacking me, trolling me, bullying me. I told Mick someone was being nice in my dreams, but didn’t tell him who. He found out due to our soul tie and got Chris to help torture me (read: Chris Evans Isn’t Dating Selena Gomez, Selena Gomez has overstayed her welcome). The thing is Chris the idiot frat boy thought he was free, except I screenshot everything. I messaged his verified account on October 1st 2021, asking to help get me away from Mick, fearing for my life, he responded via text two minutes later. Got you…bitch. This proves the text messages were indeed from Chris Evans. He teased me, mocked me, pretended he was going to help then laughed at me, spoke to me in baby names like honey, because he’s obsessed with me. Asking for nudes he never got. He is exactly like his Gray Man character, exactly like Mick Jagger, a psychopath, racist, misogynist (read: Chris Evans The Fake Nice Guy). He never liked the movie star, only finding him tolerable if he’s beneath him. Unlike the movie star his acting lacks depth. Unlike the movie star he’s soulless, spineless, not nearly as talented, not as stylish or loyal or kind, destroying him will be my honor.
The movie star is too nice for Hollywood, too shy, would never have gotten recognition for his talents. This is exactly why I got him the attention he deserved, finally. You can act your ass off, but Hollywood is about politics, socializing. He lacked the scandal, drama, intrigue, glamour, coming off boring, vanilla. I changed that, because everyone who’s anyone looks at my social media and blog. Just like I started the sheer dress trend, just like I got the nepotism conversation started, just like I was stalked and copied by the Kardashian Jenner West and their racist Uncle Tom coven, just like Drake used me as source material for Her Loss, my personal life is shaping your world. Considering what I am, of course it is. I don’t need to use anyone for money, or a career. I’m the fucking vibe. Never hitch your star to a man, or anybody else, but not everyone is a star. You need to have that je ne sais quoi, it’s intangible. That’s why a star is a star and Mick told me I shine brighter than them all, just like he told me Melanie ugly Hamrick was his downfall (read: “Melanie Hamrick Is Apart Of My Downfall” & Mick Jagger The Misogynist). Mick knew the future, that I change the world more than he does. I didn’t understand then, but I do now. Until I find my twin flame I’m the only divine. A goddess has arrived. Everyone is going to pay, you thought I was nobody, because of my gender and race. That you could abuse me, because I’m a black woman. Karmas come. Enjoy your time. Via: Jaquana Cornelius FB
