Melanie Hamrick Has No Suitors

Let’s talk about the fact that I was right. Melanie Hamrick isn’t pretty, which is why she’s the only one who hasn’t been linked to another powerful suitor. What happened I thought you were the pretty top ballerina? Better than L’Wren Scott? The love of Mick Jaggers life? You’re a weirdo, you grew up a weirdo, because beauty is power and you’re not beautiful. NEVER have been. That’s why she black magicked, murdered and raped, forcing a baby, forcing herself onto someone who would NEVER choose her, nor look at her twice. That’s why you write your own articles, about deals you weren’t offered, her job is collecting child support as a former BACKGROUND dancer at ABT, never the star. A book about sex? You aren’t sexy and probably had three partners in the entirety of your life (one was a rape), and can’t even get another relevant man without dark magic. A JOKE. You don’t have ballet talent, which you’ve done all your life and think we want a book. As a writer she needs a ghost writer, your statuses and captions are lame, like you. And as for Mick’s kids? Idiotic, white trash, who with their games ruined the lives of many. Hands down the stupidest family I’ve ever encountered and the grossest, an embarrassment of soulless, talentless, evil, entitled, brats.

But back to Melanie, had you a brain, or eyes, you’d see she incriminated herself, which is why she couldn’t sue me for defamation. Instead she committed perjury, desperate to cover up her crime. She went TWICE with lies to the police (does the count as two counts of perjury?) and is STILL stalking me, the way she did Mick & L’Wren. As if being deformed wasn’t bad enough, she’s mentally unstable, yet smarter than Mick’s kids. All of them CLOWNS.

Mick would never pick her over L’Wren Scott, who should have let his kids die shouldn’t have saved his kids last June (look how they treat people who help them), Noor Afallah, who’s hot AF, nor me. She inherits nothing, nor does her murder rape baby. What a loser. Life ruined, because even with an icon she’s too ugly to be relevant. And still, more than anyone, she’ll miss me most in prison, where she belongs. Tomorrow I’ll be posting yet ANOTHER troll account she’s stalking me on. As for Sally Wood…I’m trying to be respectful to Ronnie Wood, but NEVER liked her, I saw her follow list being people who racially profiled me and played her like a fiddle. That’s why Jo Wood came first in my article, she’s a real one. I grimaced having to give her accolades after things Catherine Montgomery’s experiences confirmed for me, like ignoring her then getting another fan backstage (she’s still a fan of Sally, I never was). But I’m not gonna go in on Sally (let’s see how it plays out first), her character screamed duplicitous, so I used it against her. Patti Hansen is the only major bitch in the building. An icon on her own, like all of Keith Richards major loves: independent, crazy, strong, legendary, gorgeous. Mick’s children are why I view their mothers differently, a disgrace. People I literally idolized and idealized. I, like everyone else, inhaled: Patti, Bianca Jagger, Anita Pallenberg, Jerry Hall, Marianne Faithful, Jo Wood, and Marsha Hunt growing up. Those are women who taught me a thing or two, and more. Despite what Mick thinks, the legendary women (everything they worked for ruined due to their offspring), are essential to the bands vibe (style, attitude, BEAUTY, personality…all things Melanie lacks). Which is why I told him to apologize to them. Look how deformed, lame, loser, Melanie ruined everything for everyone.

Next time you play chess, but you were really playing checkers, make sure it’s not with a goddess. Which I’ve proven myself to be. So are you stupid…or living in delusion, or both? Via: Viral Pop Culture

Eight Actors Who Get The Side Eye

1. Sam L. Jackson in Django– This is a list of actors I think did too good of a job acting, so good it’s hard to decipher their villainous character from the person. Why? Because they embodied their roles superbly…now they get the side eye. This isn’t ranked, with the exception of the number one spot. Sam L. Jackson is the reason I haven’t watched Django since it’s inception. My contempt for him as the Uncle Tom caretaker surpassed any I felt for Leo Di’s character. There’s just something about blacks holding each other back to perpetuate white supremacy that grinds my gears, be it fiction or real life (there’s a special place in hell for people like that). For two entire years I refused to support Sam L. Jackson, I kid you not, that’s how long it took me to forgive him and I LOVE Sam. I fear watching it will reignite my anger.

2. Matt Damon in The Talented Mr. Ripley– A perturbing performance indeed. Matt Damon is desperate and psychotic, in this classic tale of the haves and the have nots. Unwilling to accept his financial status after hobnobbing with the wealthy, he murders, steals his victims identity, and murders again. Anything to be one of them. His calm demeanor throughout most of the film, juxtaposed with his violent outburst is off putting. Like nigga…you really gonna live this lie?

3. Javier Bardem in No Country For Old Men– Stoic, apathetic, and resolute in his moral code to killing, flip a coin, heads or tales, life or death, period. He never breaks throughout the film, as in there are no moments of compassion, it’s a total lack of humanity, for humanity. Bardem is made more macabre by his seeming inability to die, or strike a deal with those begging for mercy. And when it’s all said and done he simply goes on to his next target. Business as usual. He’s good at his hitman job, because he likes it. Despite his dead eyes, it’s his passion.

4. Danny Glover in The Color Purple– An abusive piece of trash who takes joy in tearing families apart, reminding his wife that she’s ugly, openly adulterous (moving his mistress in), violent, a drunk, unappreciative. The only joy this miserable boozehound revels in is degrading his wife. He’s an energy vampire. The audience waits for a moment of redemption never received. Danny Glover makes you want to jump through the screen and beat his ass one good time. Leave Celie alone! Let those sisters be!

5. Robert Di Nero in Taxi– Okay, so, despite stalking a woman who no longer wants to date him, after taking her to a dirty movie, rescuing a perfectly content child prostitute against her will, attempting to shoot a political candidate, Robert Dinero somehow ends up the hero? The glances in the mirror, the erratic soliloquies, it’s clear he’s on the spectrum. This is not a guy you want to run into, getting rid of him is comparable to having a dance party on Mars in two hours. I mean wtf… *Update was the last scene a dream sequence?

6. Tupac in Juice– Was he out of his mind from the beginning? It didn’t seem so, but the power of a gun in hand was enough for Tupac to turn on his childhood friends. Anybody can get shot and someone does. Once his remaining buddies realize he’s unhinged they distance themselves. Tupac, offended, verbatim tells them he’s insane and will shoot them up too. He simply doesn’t give af, also stated explicitly. It doesn’t matter if you attempt to end things amicably, he will stalk and kill you if you try to dip.

7. Al Pacino in The Godfather Trilogy– Once a man of honor serving his country, Pacino descends into cruelty upon joining the family business. By film two it’s hard to believe he started out on the straight and narrow. The look in his eyes as he executes the opps, even his own flesh and blood, gives me the chills. Like you watch his soul leave his body, cold blooded.

8. Sebastian Stan in ITonya– Over a year and a half ago I found out this role was played by Sebastian Stan. I was stunned. When I tell you I hate this nigga Jeff, to the point of yelling at the screen for Tonya not to take his abusive ass back. He singlehandedly ruined her life. Manipulative, violent, idiotic leech. The epitome of toxic masculinity.

Who did I miss? Can you rank them?

What Is Period Anxiety?

Beyond my lower back hurting, cramps, fatigue that can only be cured by going face down in a pile of cocaine Tony Montana style, my boobs swelling, feeling safer wearing bathing suit bottoms than underwear, not to mention panties reserved for this moment and feeling bloated there’s one more unnamed culprit for the curse, period anxiety.
I created the term when I was getting out of a cab one day, my eyes scanning the seats to see if I had an accident that went unnoticed. Right then I realized how many times I’d done this- on the train, getting up from a seat in class, or eating at a restaurant. As if this time of month wasn’t taxing enough. Period anxiety is the additional worry women have of bleeding out because their flow changed, or their tampon reached it’s maximum without them realizing and all we want is not to be publicly humiliated by biology. Just another mental strain in the epigenetic binder. After the first three days the fear should recede, but a period is a tricky thing when it goes away for HOURS only to reappear on it’s way out. How often have you experienced period anxiety? Via: Just Girl Project

That One Percent…

Says after tomorrow never, ever, ever mention Amazon gift cards again! Lol, it’s been a great source of miscommunication and angst. Don’t talk to me about them for at least a month. Literally just don’t, it’s ruined two days of my life. Is there something innocuous that’s irritated you? Via: Sunflowers Need Sun