
This year was good to me overall, despite my cat’s death leaving me bereaved throughout. Being immortalized by The Rolling Stones via Hackney Diamonds, is a highlight of my life. Mick Jagger putting me on the cover is literally the ending of Almost Famous. Where Russell Hammond tells Rolling Stone Magazine to run the story, after gaslighting William. He’s just like oh yeah, I lied about him lying.
It’s also like Vanderpump Rules with Jax finally admitting to Stassi he got that girl pregnant in Vegas. After ruining her life, turning her friends against her. All of them leaving Stassi stranded with Frank, while they rode her birthday limo back to the hotel with Jax.
It’s also like The Real Housewives Of Atlanta, Apollo confessing he lied about Kenya Moore hitting on him. He’s just like oh well, what’s done is done. After years of having her name dragged through the mud as a home wrecker. He felt nothing about tarnishing her reputation (Kandi’s reaction had me in tears from laughter). Men will really have you out here looking crazy. Making me grateful I grew up on classic rock and the feminism of female rappers (read My Neck My Back With Attico and Black Women As Lab Rats).
If 2023 did one thing, it’s solidify the universal law of three’s. All of my evil elite drama started in 2020, with my truth being validated three years later. Transforming me into an entirely different person, no longer naïve about people I once idolized. Financially stable, debt free, Goddess powers activated by my twin flame, my familiar leaving me as I’ve learned to be a true witch, my PTSD episodes decreasing due to removing triggers, I’ve changed the world. My proudest achievements being creating critical thinkers, not sheep, getting justice for L’wren Scott and beating the ass of my enemies. I could go on, but you get it. You’ve been good to me 2023 (especially in lawsuits), I’m gonna miss you. Love always, Athena. Via: The Rolling Stones
