Melanie Hamrick Is Ugly And Soulless

“Do you have a soul? I mean, are you such a miserable sack of crap that you lack any kind of compassion? I guess I’d be upset, too, if I had a face like yours.”

Melanie Hamrick is ugly. L’wren Scott had huge boobs, compared to her tiny ones, a nice butt, compared to her flat one (Mick Jagger is obsessed with butts, always telling me to eat so it didn’t get smaller, always asking for nudes), no career, not well connected. A piece of her nose is missing, while the other side has extra skin, her skin is blemished, her eyes have nasty circles and are close together, her lips thin as the lines on loose leaf. Her hair is a rats nest. He chin uneven. That’s why she never was, nor will be a model like L’wren. Bianca Jagger is barely 5’5 and stayed on covers, because she’s beautiful like all of Mick’s CHOSEN ladies. Unlike the rest of us, she black magicked and raped him. She can’t get another suitor, because she’s ugly and I took her powers, so she couldn’t rape me (read Melanie Hamrick Is In Love With Me) or anyone else. Meanwhile Mick is still holding me hostage, lying to people to keep my many options away. This is no longer working, he’s going to jail where he will die.

All I wanted was my money so I can move on with my real twin flame. I already saved this disgusting family, they owe me everything. I owe them nothing. I will show them no mercy. For anyone to disrespect my existence by even thinking I would stalk this loser, you will pay. How many accounts has she stalked me on, since I blocked her main account? Too many. No matter how mean I am, no matter how many times I block her, she keeps coming back, adding evidence, mentally unstable, looking for my approval and in love. For her to even speak to the movie star, then make a fan page for him to follow me on, which she deleted, but I screenshot it, she is going to learn an ugly girls true place. How fucking dare you? Do not ever speak to him, that idiot family has you delusional, so let me catch you up to speed. You’re ugly you don’t get to ever speak to him, nor do you get to speak to me. Now I’m going to learn you, since the soul sell got to your odd shaped head.
She is a murderer, rapist, stalker, a nobody who committed a felony to cover up her deal with the devil. Too bad you tried a goddess and queen of witches. This is the end of the Jagger’s. You are going to watch an idol fall. Two, Ronnie Wood goes with. Everything I said is happening. Fates are sealed. It only takes one ugly satanist to ruin everything. The devil always comes to collect. Via: L’Wren Scott

RIP Queen Elizabeth II

I wasn’t raised a feminist, nor did I have examples in my family of such a thing. Yes, the women were strong in some ways, but they followed gender roles, ones that were instilled in me. Asking me what I want to be, versus helping me attain that goal are two different things. In fact my mother, traumatized by the ups and downs of her own childhood (I think therapy will fix it) feels we deserve to be equal to, or lesser than her more often than not. Never wanting us to go too high. She’s resentful. Needless to say we have issues, I’m not an under the radar type of girl. I didn’t ask to be born and your job is to prioritize me, making sure you find someone who will treat me as their own, not ostracize me. All her and my stepdad told us repeatedly whilst doing chores, including everyone’s laundry, was if we didn’t do it right we were never going to find a husband. Our value was placed on serving men. Mind you my sister and I were being told this in elementary school.

Rebellious I found my voice to speak, started doing things my way. I decide who I wanted to become, not have it dictated to me by two never changing ignorant people. Yeah I’m domesticated, but that doesn’t define me.

History was my favorite subject in school, I excelled, getting a 98 on my regents exam. To this day I wonder what the one (or two) question(s) I got wrong was. How do you know where you’re headed without knowing where you come from? Historical figures are most fascinating, shaping the world we live in. Watching Queen Elizabeth ii, the most powerful woman in the world, whose husband had to walk behind her the entirety of his life, you could not tell me my worth was reduced to finding a husband.
She ruled when women couldn’t get jobs, she ruled when women needed permission from their husbands to change the locks, or open bank accounts, she ruled when beating your wife was acceptable. Her reign was fated. No one ever expected her to be Queen, but by a series of succession miracles she became head of state. And thank God almighty for it, without her and many other feminist icons, I wouldn’t believe in myself. I would have no one to look up to and who can be more impactful than a female monarch, when you live in a country that believes we’re too emotional to be President.

All you need to do is see to believe, like the Obama’s being in the White House, to believe you can be great, you can overcome hate, you can do anything. Queen Elizabeth’s passing feels like the Northern star was blotted out from the night sky, how do you navigate without it? How do you find home? Will my kids ever see such a sight? Reading about it versus experiencing it isn’t the same.
There was Queen Elizabeth I and Queen Victoria, who Queen Elizabeth beat by seven years, but when will this happen again? We lived in an iconic historical time due to her. She read my words and stopped affiliating with Anna Wintour, she read my words and got confirmation on her inklings regarding psychopath Mick Jagger (she’s met many rockstars and refused to be in the same room as him, or knight him), she refused to hob knob with the Kardashian Jenner West family knowing they’re gutter rats. She had standards and thank God for it. Rest in peace, thank you for be a guiding light for powerful women everywhere. I’m gonna get Mick for you, wish you were here to see it. Via: Getty Images

Melanie Hamrick Is Denise Ducharme

L’wren Scott was Mormon, meaning she grew up expecting men to behave the way Mick Jagger does, having numerous lovers and being the head of the home. That’s why he was so happy with her, she never tried to tie him down. All she wanted was a family, another pillar of her religion, but Mick the abuser likes taking things women want most. That’s why Melanie uggo Hamrick is his karma. He deserves every second of it, he’s a psychopath on his way to prison and a sex registry. Can’t stand the sight of him, can’t believe I spent my life idolizing someone so treacherous.

Mick would never look at Melanie, who is so unattractive she has no career even with an international legend. Nor leave L’wren to be tied down to someone of her nature, who lives off child support and fake articles. Melanie wanting to be beautiful and beloved, stalked, murdered and raped her way into Mick’s life. Then committed perjury to get my evidence removed, paying the corrupt Manhattan district attorney Alvin Bragg. The photo above is a never before seen photo of L’wren, only her loved ones have it. I implore you scour the inter-web (remember people use to say that?), you won’t find it. The first time it was seen by the public is on a L’wren dedication page on January 23rd 2022, yet Melanie copied it years ago for Quest Magazine on September 2nd 2017. Melanie goes through Mick’s personal photos and copies L’wren, as you’ve seen here numerous times. She stalked her, murdered her then tried to be her. In her delusional unstable mind she thought the world would be tricked into thinking she’s beautiful that she’d be a successful socialite like L’wren, but she’s ugly, has no shape to her body and zero talent, cool factor, or personality. That’s why Mick got over 200,000 likes on his birthday post with me and 50,000 without. I’m gorgeous, talented, connected and cool, but also an art goddess. How did the dedication page get it? Alana Stewart, an amazing friend gave it to her. Yup, that’s right Sir Rod Stewarts ex-wife. One rock goddess helping two others.

Below you’ll find another troll account of mentally unstable Melanie, Denise Ducharme, how many is that now I’ve uncovered? As you can see she comments on her own post, she’s also Anna Maria Grassani and RinTinTin04. She uses the same wording to describe her murder rape baby when stalking my blog, or updating a story, angel (read Melanie Hamrick Is Come. On. Stimmy). And who follows this troll account? Sally basic bitch racist Woods.

Sally is also not hot, or cool like Stones girls are suppose to be. Her racism post is coming. She has no style, no career, is thick in a bad way and her shoes are gross. Like those tan shoes don’t go with everything, nor is it the color for you. Jo Wood is the shit (wish I could have partied with her), while Sally just looks like shit. I’m sorry they could get hotter gold diggers, than girls who only look good standing next to old men. No one noticed Sally standing next to L’wren. No one notices her standing next to Patti Hansen, or any real beauty. She’s stubby and only mildly hotter than deformed featured Melanie. Both of them are weirdos who believed being young equals beauty, it doesn’t.

Alana Stewart is 74 and hotter than both you basic bum bitches. You don’t know your place so I’ll put you there. Neither of you will ever know what it is to be beautiful. Stay in your lane. That’s why Mick is holding me hostage and you’re all going to jail after I run your fucking pockets. Double losers. L’wren is still winning from heaven, a place you’ll never see. Enjoy hell. Via: Lwren Scott

Females Faking For Men

Female humans will put in headphones, pretend to have a boyfriend, pretend to speak another language, ignore you, start a movement #MeToo, cross the street, sue you and put you in prison (Mick Jagger, Chris Evans, Genc & Binn Jakupi), to avoid unwanted male attention. Fuck off means fuck off, females shouldn’t have to go through such lengths to tell you I’m not interested and I’m not here for you. What else am I missing? Artist: SoFlyTaxidermy

Generational Karma And Curses

How many times have I almost hit my head and died?
-On my grandmother’s death anniversary, almost cracking my head against the rocks at the beach.
-When I took a Seroquel bar from a stranger. She was right advising me to break it into eight pieces “…this stuff can kill you.” I took an eighth, slept walked (which I’ve never done before or since), turned the stove on, placed an empty pot next to it, and on my way back to my bedroom passed out in my stepdad’s room. My head just missing the edge of his wooden bed frame. Since I fell from standing my skull would’ve cracked. I woke up encircled by faces looking down at me, everyone thought I died.
-In gym when Sebastian C. (who looks exactly like Will Smith, but in that moment pulled a Michael Jordan) competitive af in Strasser Ball (which was really European handball, but our hot gym teacher gave it his name), slammed me into the ground from standing. Literally I saw stars, cartoon depictions of head injuries are completely accurate. The nurse wanted his blood, she cursed him the fuck out. In his defense we were all competitive, sore winners and losers.
-When I was wasted and just missed slamming my head on a large paint bucket from standing.
-At Blue Smoke, in the attic I slammed my head on the thick metal piping and had to be escorted down after taking a minute to gather my bearings.

”Something is trying to kill me,” I said to myself and others.

My grandfather was a very evil and feared man, he wasn’t someone to fuck with. I barely knew him, only meeting him twice in my life that I can remember, if that. He was a domestic abuser, beating his women including my beloved grandmother whose right earlobe he split (for years I always lost my right earring and only a few back did I connect the dots. It’s her telling me she’s here). My grandmother who half my tattoos are dedicated to, with a third coming, was his second wife. His first wife was Linda.

My grandfather would abuse her often; she made a deal with the neighbors if she bangs on the wall call the cops. Except every time the cops came she’d cover for him, then he’d threatened them. One night Linda banged and banged and banged, but they didn’t make the call and she died. He pushed her so hard into the glass table her skull cracked. Fearing jail he left immediately seeking out the help of Voodoo Mary, selling his soul in exchange of escaping prison. When he returned, when the ambulance came, they ruled it an accident, that she tripped and fell. He got away with it in this world, but not the next.

People with high sexual energy are often healers, which is why after telling this story a million times, replaying it in my head, it didn’t make sense until I told Cara Delevingne. Everything clicked.

The domestic violence I’ve been going through, nobody helping (one person helped me astrally when I didn’t know I needed it, nor did I ask, I’m forever grateful), almost dying, I was paying for what my grandfather did to Linda!!!! That’s why I was always experiencing near death head injuries, just like Linda. Had I not figured it out I wouldn’t have escaped, finding myself in another bad situation, because generational karma and curses are real. That’s why the cards kept saying turn to your ancestors! The story of my grandfather was the key! Now I’m free.
Ancestry is important, what we do we pass down until it’s broken, or healed. Had I not resolved this it would’ve kept happening, it would’ve passed down to my kids epigenetically. Which this world can’t afford, each possessing the powers to save it. I can’t believe it took me this long.

After figuring it out I connected to her, she wants her story told. She wants people to know what happened to her, that it wasn’t fair. The first page of my book will be Linda’s story. I am so sorry, I’m sorry for what he did to you. You deserved better, women deserve better. He doesn’t get to take your peace in both worlds. Thank you. You are a hero, because of you a lot of abusive men are going to be exposed so they don’t hurt anyone again. I don’t know you, but I love you. Everyone will know your truth. I will dedicate my life to fighting domestic violence, I promise you this. And as for those reading it now, if there is a reoccurring negativity in your life look for the pattern then look to your ancestors. You may be reliving their karmic debt. Resolve it for yourself, for your offspring. Artist: Melanins Vibe Podcast

Your Peace Is Priceless

Yesterday I cancelled the debit card Mick Jagger forced me to get, which in the past week he’s been making Apple purchases with. As a psychopath his only goal is to maintain control, dominance, and power over his victims, intentionally causing chaos and distress. This is why he wanted my main bank account information, so he could drain me of every cent with no remorse. Breaking into my instagram until I gave it to him, too bad it didn’t work. I bet his skinny bobbled headed ass felt sheepish when he realized I reported it as fraud, explaining to the bank I’m in a domestic violence situation, and getting the charges removed. What a fucking loser this man is. Suddenly ALLLLL of my energy came back.

Listless, sluggish, no desire to do any of the things I love from learning to reading, going out, working on new ideas (creative and business wise), that’s what I became. He truly was draining my energy and I’m a high energy person. It’s actually scary feeling the difference, like I was in a trance. Since cutting any ties we have I feel fucking fantastic! Once I get my money and put him in jail I’ll be on cloud nine. Be careful with who you trust and allow in energetically.

It’s so funny, because all these bimbos valued themselves in being Mick’s chick, tolerating his abuse, selling their soul to be in. Now look, he’s going down as a sexual offender/ predator, domestic abuser, psychopath prisoner and all your trash kids with him with him. Being a Jagger, or related to them is the last thing anyone’s going to want to be. While everything about his dynasty is destroyed I’ll be laughing to the bank. No wonder I’m his obsession, you guys are the stupid girls, and women who try to waste him he complains about. The reason he doesn’t respect us. No amount of status, (which as you see can be taken away) would make me give up my peace. Everyday I get happier and happier to be disconnected from him. I’d be ashamed to have him as a partner, or the father of my kids. His time is up. Get use to it, get into it, get over it. You can pull that shit with these basics, but you ain’t gonna pull it with me. And to Melanie uggo Hamrick, was it worth your soul sell? You’re going to jail on so many charges, you perish and so does your murder rape baby, you didn’t get a fraction of the career or reverence and you literally destroyed everyone’s life. You’ll go down as the ugly one, who ruined everything (don’t forget your own family, they go to hell too). You made me rich though so thanks ugly. You also made L’wren Scott historical, proving one can be murdered by black magic. What a joke.
Learn from me, don’t cheapen yourself for status, or sell your soul. Be priceless, in the end you’ll win. What’s costing you peace that you need to ditch? Via: Bolly Meme

We Miss You Charlie Watts

As you know I can communicate with the dead, we are infinite souls here to experience time. Unless you’re in hell, you don’t get the luxury of guiding, helping, protecting, or interacting with the material world, nor your loved ones. Charlie Watts has been helping me since his death, I felt guilty thinking I released his soul, because earlier that day I messaged Mick Jagger I never wanted to see the Stones play. I don’t want to get into that story. I kept wondering why he was helping destroy his band, then it came to me. He hated Mick, til the very end, tolerating him for the love of fans, music, and mostly Keith Richards. How could it be? I started looking at pictures of them and most times Charlie’s body language is closed off to Mick, he’s barely touching him back, stands next to him as little as possible and just isn’t into him. Keith Richards knew.

Mick doesn’t give a fuck about anyone but Mick, asking me for money for Charlie’s funeral three different times. He’s a vain, abusive, cruel, bimbo, psychopath. Putting him in jail where he will die is going to stop him from targeting other people. Charlie I’m sorry you tolerated this painted up tart most of your life, you were loyal til the end and like Richards not a domestic abuser. Thank you for knocking him out and helping me. Til the end Mick just thought of him as his drummer (read https://ultimateclassicrock.com/charlie-watts-mick-jagger-punch/). You put up with that white trash culture vulture for us. We can’t thank you enough. He used his death to abuse, take advantage and get attention.

For the lawsuit email where Mick incriminates himself adding more jail time, go to my facebook album: Mick Jagger Is A Psychopath. Unlike Mick I cried for two weeks straight, couldn’t eat, or sleep I was so devastated by his death. Via: Showgan14

I Blame Sir Rod Stewart For This

Sally Wood literally got up, with full vision and decided this was a look. What the fuck are you wearing? I wouldn’t even run errands in this. Even if I weren’t a Goddess or Queen witch, I’m above you. Know your place hoe. She’s a joke. This how you know nobody love her; not only did they let her out like this, but they let her be immortalized in photos. I’ll be doing the world a service locking you up. Don’t ever in your life come for me when you look like this, ever, ever.

Sir Rod Stewart is wrong for this. He keeps his ladies hot, yet let’s his rock legend friends settle with basics. Mick Jagger was black magicked, but Rod had a moral obligation to say Ronnie this isn’t the vibe. Youth doesn’t equate to beauty, although when they’re standing next to old men it leads to visual distortion. Rod Stewart have you taught them nothing? That’s why he’s keeping his title, prestige and prison free. Via: Getty Images

Patti Hansen The Last Hottie Left

The only hot bitch left. Not only is she hotter than both basic bitches in her age, she’s smart and humble. It’s just wild how Sally Wood, who is 3/5’s hotter than Melanie deformed Hamrick, with her gross nose and frumpy outfits, wants to antagonize someone. Melanie and Sally are two basic white problematic Karen’s. You’re only as powerful as the woman standing behind you. Ronnie Wood and Mick Jagger are both jail bound like the ones behind them, which they deserve since they both have a history of domestic violence. L’wren Scott and Jo Wood were the last baddies. This is their karma for disrespecting women and finding them of no value.

Patti Hansen is an icon on her own and with Keith Richards, a power couple. What the fuck and who the fuck is Sally Wood? Another nobody bitch living off an old man to be relevant, but wanted to come for me? Girl take a seat, ruining your reputation, taking your money, putting you in jail, then sending you to hell, chef’s kiss. Subpar ass, you couldn’t even stand next to me you would cry I’m so much hotter, that’s why getting rid of you is so easy. Thanks for the Ed Westwick evidence racist gutter rat, an entire joke. Know your place hoe. Ps- neither of you have ever, nor will ever look as hot as she does. Via: Emanuel_Chilo

My Criminal Justice Findings

I’ve been involved in many legal battles and have never loss. Now it all makes sense. I orchestrated this entire Melanie ugly Hamrick case to get justice for L’wren Scott. Also I told her to leave me alone, but she’s in love.
This time I wanted to do things differently, to experience the law from a free perspective, since most minorities through systemic racism have to. Here’s what I found besides Alvin Bragg being a rolly, polly, jail bound, hell bound idiot.

Public Defenders– had Aleksandra Ciric done her job as I tell her to do everyday, she’d have read my article and known that I kept her around to keep an eye on her while deciding her final fate. To jail or not to jail? To hell or not to hell? Thus far it’s not looking good for her for a plethora of reasons. For one, she would have continued to violate my rights had I not been educated enough. She handed me back evidence at the front desk ticket, failing to disclose exculpatory evidence before it got this far. Before I go in on her I’ll give her this final test. She’s redundant in her interactions with me, because she doesn’t look at anything I send her. Despite telling me to send her stuff. Stupidity annoys me.

She makes me believe public defenders are too incompetent to sign with a firm, or she’s overworked, overall she gives me a weak sheep feeling. Like she just follows along with the people above her, because she has no spine and can be easily corrupted. She wants to be accepted in all the wrong ways and it might lead her down the path of the idiots she’s following. I can’t tolerate a coward, or weakness, it disgusts me, truly. Urgh, get a backbone, find some courage, have some dignity.

Working with her makes me feel public defenders don’t try hard in the way these people deserve. If it’s about the pay, sign with a firm sis. You chose to this, do it properly. So far it looks like I’m going to turn on her fully.

Nathaniel Clinic– they offered me free therapy and I was like dope. This clinic in Harlem is where I got diagnosed with my PTSD. Everything was copacetic until one Isabel Adams, the therapist, decided to give me legal advice. Despite my joy at Mick the psychopath Jagger incriminating himself further, by giving me the court dismissal before the government did, then ghosting when he realized all I had to do is switch to the proper court (Supreme, not Federal), nor did I send in any evidence, she told me not to do it. “I thought we decided you weren’t…,” first of all bitch you don’t decide anything for me (she also looks a hot ass mess, hey my superficiality solved a crime thank you very much). She told me I’m black, Mick is white and powerful, I’m not going to win, talking over me and not listening to what I was saying. See I’m actually really nice initially, so people confuse me. Once you get out of line, I’ll end your ass. Don’t insult my intelligence. She then asked me to share my emails next session. Inappropriate.

Now everything she did was indeed illegal, not only is she not allowed to give legal advice, she isn’t allowed to be discriminatory. Both are grounds to lose her license. I asked for a therapist of color and was told there isn’t one…you mean with your clientele being almost 100% people of color, you don’t have someone of color there for them? Not okay. Mulling it over I decided to report her. First I want her to feel unsure, then when she least expects it, destroy her. That way she’ll be replaced with someone minorities feel comfortable with, who understands them and isn’t pushing her white agenda. How many other people is she giving legal advice to who have no idea it’s illegal, to their detriment nonetheless? She’s one of those whites who hates her position, because she wasn’t good enough to get a real therapy gig, but feels powerful in her whiteness. Like Trump voters, poor, uneducated, and jarred when they see black people who have more than them. I decided to show her my legal intellect, rather than tell her. Ruining her life for the benefit of the greater good will be worth it. This ploy to keep people of color oppressed is finished.

306 West 54th Street Precinct– suing that entire place. Not only was Detective Gustavo Paul incompetent, when I had him investigated he tried to pull a fast one. The investigating officer, Michael Giuffre exhibited bias causing me to check something. In the first email he had his precinct information on it. Then he removed it. Why? To help his peer. Currently I’m figuring out how they get assigned cases, co-workers shouldn’t be investigating one another for the bias I experienced. When I confronted him he ghosted, causing me to believe there is a ring of corruption between that precinct and Alvin Bragg. I saw Detective Gustavo Paul’s name on multiple front desk tickets. How many minorities are you illegally targeting and forcing to sign plea deals due to ignorance and duress? I’ll find out.

Had I not been an outlier to the prevalent systemic racism in our education system, I wouldn’t be smart enough to know something is awry. This greatly concerns me, as the people in this system are defenseless. As a protective Goddess I’d be remiss to let this go sans reform. There needs to be an oversee agency and I plan on being heavily involved in social justice reform, based on this experience. I’m everywhere for a reason and do everything with intention. Via: City And State