Mick Jagger And Epstein’s Black Book

Mick Jagger was in Jeff Epstein’s black book for a reason. After dating him, from experience I know he’s not an ignorant person. In fact even in old age he’s extremely sharp, prescient and has been a powerful witch. He’s not pretending to be anything else, from coven photos with the band (read The Stones Are A Coven), satan references, the incubus he conjures and drew on his Primitive Cool album (read Mick Jagger’s Incubus Energy), Voodoo Lounge this and Voodoo that, he knew exactly what Epstein was about. From first hand Hollywood dealings, they all knew and Naomi Campbell should be in prison. Don’t worry sweetie we still have time for that, now I’m here and I love finding ways to make dreams come true. Madame.

Raw Dawn Chong, the daughter of famous stoner comedian Tommy Chong, of Cheech & Chong and That 70’s Show, slept with Jagger. She was 15, Mick was 33 and married to Bianca Jagger. Dawn claims Mick didn’t know her age. Lies. Mick, the socialite, didn’t know how old the daughter of a famous actor was? Not only that Andy Warhol has an entry with Mick trying to get with a high school girl.

Now I’ve always heard rumors of The Rolling Stones (minus Saint Charlie Watts, the pure one) purposely picking up baby groupies, but didn’t believe it. Except Keith Richards took 16 year old Jolie Jones, daughter of Quincy Jones on tour.

He and Mick also wrote a song entitled Stray Cat Blues, that not only confesses to having sex with underaged girls, but asks for them to bring their friends. One child isn’t enough, let’s add more. Should we be surprised when Bill Wyman at 47 years old, started dating 13 year old Mandy Smith? Hiding it until she was 16, the age of consent in the United Kingdom.

It was a different time. That it was, but even in those times it was illegal. People turn a blind eye, so you don’t have to call out Jimmy Page, David Bowie (who according to many, isn’t true), Steven Tyler and more. For the girls it was about liberation, sleeping with your idol….so they thought. Except the highlight of your life was sleeping with a statutory rapist, pedophile adjacent rockstar, who saw you as a means of control. An object to be had. I can’t imagine what I’d have in common with a teenager for dating, conversationally, or sexually. As a woman who was once a teenager, at no point is a 13 year old, 15 year old, mature. We may think we were, but we aren’t. These men are predators, who saw moldable sex toys to control.
Plus Mick Jagger in modern times was still in Epstein’s black book. Doing the same shit. As someone who barely got evidence on him in the beginning (thanks Melanie you ugly, deformed, delusional, talentless, stalker, murder, rapist bitch, without her perjury hate crime I’d be screwed), he is 100 percent capable of being apart of Epstein’s ring and not getting caught. He also tried to force me into selling myself, so who knows what his involvement really was. All I can say is, he was definitely involved in one way, or another.
He knew how old those girls were, he just didn’t care, since “it ain’t no capitol crime,” to screw kids who barely know what life’s about. This isn’t the 1700’s, we don’t die at 24, meaning girls marry at first blood. He also said something to me regarding toddlers and sex, that was a huge red flag. His kids have it, Chris Evans who helped him hold me hostage and abuse me, has it.
Evans is a nasty piece of work. Had either felt bad about their abhorrent behavior, I wouldn’t be writing this, my money returned and them not going to prison.

We all rally to take down BALENCIAGA , but Donald Trump has copious settlements for sexually abusing kids. Y’all still root for him, keep the same energy.
All these people are asking why Steven Tyler’s accuser is seeking money now. The answer is obvious. We’ve turned a blind eye to abuse from powerful people for far too long, and finally there’s a time for the victims to be compensated.
Mick Jagger regrets nothing and has done everything he’s been accused of. He’s still holding me financially hostage, abused me, he’s betrayed me, he’s a pedophile, a psychopath, a misogynist who abuses women. Turning a blind eye is over and all who aligned with his abuse of a Goddess will pay with their souls and more. The Rolling Stones are predatory, cultural appropriating, misogynistic racists, who are about to pay with everything they’ve built over money, mediocre kids and enabling a psycho with no regard for human life. Times up. Via: Real Rae Dawn Chong insta, Ultimate Classic Rock, Andy Warhol Diaries & Groovy History Pics

Ronnie Wood Abuses Women

Ronnie Wood like Mick Jagger is a domestic abuser, which is why he helped him do it to me. Lest we forget how his 25 year relationship with Jo Wood ended. He met Russian dancer, Ekaterina Ivanova and not only cheated on his spouse, but invited her to their home. Let the record show both are hotter than stubby Sally Wood. Sally is his karma, she only looks good standing next to old men, with her basic ass, tacky clothing and that nose. Hers isn’t missing pieces like Melanie the ugly rapist Hamrick, but boy does it enter a room ten minutes before she does. That profile is tragic, like that hair. I digress. Ronnie assaulted the young, hot, Ekaterina, who described being with him as an evil fairy tale. She went as far as calling him a Goblin King.

Ronnie then rubbed her in Jo Woods face, saying how she’s his baby, bringing her to their home and saying she looks like Jo when she was younger. He’s a disgusting, abhorrent, abusive human being. He can’t even blame it on his drug use, since he’s helped Mick do the same to me sober, unless there’s something you’re not telling us? I too would describe my time with Mick as an evil fairy tale. The Rolling Stones are the biggest disappointment of my life. They’re racist, misogynist, pedophiles. Brian Jones use to beat the shit out of Anita Pallenberg, Keith Richards had such a problem with it. Except you never interfered to stop it, nor have you ever stopped Mick. The only reason you mentioned it was to seem like a hero when you were stealing your friends girl. Unless it’s something that benefits Richards he stands by, defends and is complicit with abuse. As he has been with me, over a sum that’s a fraction of the wealth they’ve amassed taking over Brian’s band. Not even attending his funeral. Old clowns. Theodora Richards will pay the price for your cowardice.

Above is just to emphasize that Jo is major, via the caption. Sally Wood isn’t dubbed anything, she’s a basic bitch, only a step above Melanie ugly Hamrick. Her face isn’t deformed and she didn’t murder, rape, stalk and pretend to be engaged with a cubic ring, from a man she black magicked. Yet both of you will be going to jail. I’m not Jerry the brainless hick Hall, still pining over a man who made her look like an idiot, abusing her, giving her STDs, love child, fake marriage, the reason she’s going to jail for an ugly bitch who was going to kill your kids and doesn’t like you, after black magicking her way into your family by murdering and trying to cover up L’wren Scott’s death (the one who saved you mediocre trash spawn), not to mention using the souls of their kids to pay his debt. She’s a loser. I don’t play that shit. I like being a liberated woman you idiot bitch, you old hoes tolerate abuse and keep all women shackled. You’re all disgusting and a joke. Except it’s not funny, your complicity has led to deaths. Your times up. Via: Evening Standard, Hello Magazine & Daily Mail

Full article: https://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2283333/amp/How-Ronnie-destroyed-marriage-After-35-years-Jo-Wood-tells-definitive–explosive–story.html

Lana I Love You

After realizing the gravity of what I’m about to do, put my ultimate idol in jail, ruining everything he’s built, I’ve spiraled. The scheming, plotting, revenge, near death, numbed me from it all. This isn’t how I envisioned it going with Mick Jagger, but I’m the only one who can stop him. If I don’t he’ll hurt someone, he’s a psychopath. He’ll be more careful, the people after won’t be able to catch him. I tried my hardest, he left me no choice. The Rolling Stones created me, made me a revolutionary, saved my life, tried to take it. Their music is how I healed.

Lost.

I didn’t know where to turn. Then I remembered Lana Del Rey. Thank you almighty God for blessing us with the Goddess of Sadness. Her discography is my sustenance, as was getting my nails done (which always makes me happy). I’m starting to think people who don’t understand she’s one of the greatest artist, poets of all time are soulless. Like how do you not get it? Have you not lived? Loved and lost? I love you always Queen of Coney Island. Via: LDR. Gallery

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

Mick Jagger Abuses Women For Fun

And if you save yourself
You will make him happy
He’ll keep you in a jar
And you’ll think you’re happy

He’ll give you breathing holes
And you’ll think you’re happy
He’ll cover you with grass
And you’ll think you’re happy now

You’re in a laundry room
You’re in a laundry room
The clues that came to you, oh

And if you cut yourself
You will think you’re happy
He’ll keep you in a jar
Then you’ll make him happy

He wasn’t playing at a fantasy, he wasn’t joking. He painted the bruises on the bondage model himself. Google his history with women, especially Marsha Hunt and Marianne Faithfull. He’s a psychopath and hurting women is his outlet. Now it’s time to pay the price, I’m his karma. I’m not these submissive undignified bimbos he’s produced trash children with. Via: The Guardian

Being Safe Is My Priority

After my last experience safety is literally my love language. Being attacked by someone who claims to love you in the most malicious way has altered what I seek in a relationship significantly. On one hand I’m too traumatized to want one, I’m literally scared of being abused again and just want my freedom. On the other hand I just want to feel safe and am dying to find my twin to be it, plus true love is all I want. Seeing as I get confused, that I’m having episodes, having the universe use my vacation as the confirmation takes away a lot of stress. I have never been scared of the person I was dating until Mick Jagger. I never want to see him again, or speak to him again, putting him away for the remainder of his years is fated. When he dies the world will be a safer place. He hasn’t just groomed women to see his abuse and torture as acceptable, he’s groomed the world. The level of cruelty he possess knows no end. Ronnie Wood is also a domestic abuser and I’ll be sharing it later, no wonder he’s a spineless follower. Both of them including Genc (I never even dated you fucking freak) & Binn Jakupi will pay. These men are boys who abuse women and make the world unsafe for us to be humans with our own desires. That ends with me. Which of these is most important to you? Via: Doodled Wellness

We Know Who Had The Better Kids

Period. You can argue which is the better band, but The Beatles produced better fucking people. Meanwhile The Stones kids overall partook in stupidity following after Mick Jagger’s entitled, stupid, racist, mediocre, talentless, white trash children. Out of loyalty. Now look, you didn’t hold them accountable like real friends do and everything’s gone to shit. Let me know when they do something worth noting, besides feeding off their parents legacy, with me being the only one contributing. Oh wait they did contribute, by destroying everything they worked for. Now all of you look stupid, had fans and friends been holding these people accountable instead of encouraging them to continue, they wouldn’t be where they are now. How stupid do you all look and feel? Via: Paul_McCartney1942Liverpool

The Stones Are A Coven

The Rolling Stones never pretended not to be a coven, an extremely powerful one at that. That’s why ugly Melanie Hamrick had to do black magic, selling her soul to satan with her coven to infiltrate it. Now her karma’s arrived. Mick Jagger was indeed right, I do have more powers, that’s why as queen witch I took theirs. My favorite part of the tour is every time Mick post I’m contacted about the investigations. Why? Because he’s incriminating himself as a domestic abuser. Thanks to it I’ll be a multi-millionaire, sans baby, with a restraining order. He’ll have ruined his legacy and I’ll be iconic. The one that got away, the one who destroyed the band that created her. Sex symbol and feminist legend.

And if the lawyers reading this, belittle my intelligence again, you must think I’m dumb. You’re not the first lawyer I’ve outsmarted, ask Miss Lily’s how that went. Thanks for the evidence when I sue the shit out of everyone, play with me again. That’s why I dragged you to silence. Law was my backup profession. Athena’s Roman counterpart is Minerva, it’s also a specialty.

My favorite part about the tour is now the government knows where to find this psychopath. I saved your life, now I look at you and can’t wait until the Jagger’s die off and they do. Make no mistake Melanie is going to jail, she committed perjury, a hate crime, murder, attempted murder, rape, attempted rape, stalking and harassment. L’wren Scott is getting justice. Furthermore, I’m sure I can get Mick on a criminal charge for stealing my money and telling me to be a call girl. That’s a sex crime. Karma’s a bitch ain’t it? Blessed be. Now he’ll watch me raise my own family, while his dies off, once I get over my PTSD. Between “good guy” Chris Evans and everyone else, I can’t trust people aren’t horrific human beings. Soon I’ll see beyond my trauma. Which Stones song best describes the predicament they’re in? Photographer: Anton Corbijn

Sir Paul Sitting Pretty

Sir Paul McCartney sitting pretty, knowing I’m about to cancel culture The Rolling Stones. Also that his kids are superior. I can literally hear him saying “See, told you we’re the better band.” Can you hear him? Via: Paul McCartney

Jack James, Me, The Beatles And The Stones

Before I go into why the Woods are my favorite Stones family (in tomorrow’s article), restoring my faith in the band, I must tell this one. After winning my lawsuit against Miss Lily’s I got a part-time gig at a pizza place in Park Slope, Amorina. I was the phone slash delivery girl, organizing all the take-out and pick up orders. The staff like the restaurant was small, and run by an insane woman named Ellen. Italian, hot tempered, miserable (cuckquean) and out of her mind. This bitch woman literally held my last check of $500 hostage after I quit. Mind you, I left due to an underserving tirade, which she was known to do. Her own daughter commented her mom was off. She’d just snap out of nowhere, then act like everything was normal. As she’s refusing to give me my money, I’m making plans to attend my missing friend Robbie’s memorial. When I started the job he disappeared, causing me to leave in tears one shift. She’d been with me through this traumatic ordeal and didn’t give af. I had to pull up to her restaurant TWICE to get my money. Unhinged. At least she apologized to the staff after I read her ass for being bogus af.

This is where I met Jack James, a beautiful, tall, chiseled musician/model hailing from Texas. He loves Elvira, made me laugh until I cried, and like myself is a classic rock whore. We were kool and the gang until we started reppin our sets. A rivalry older than Bloods VS. Crips-The Beatles or The Stones, which is the better band? He barely let me speak, making his opinion fact before storming off. An attack akin to stepping on someone’s motherfucking kicks. Indignant was an understatement! Affronted I harbored this resentment until I got him back for his Harry Styles boa dig (a slight tiff that turned into a WMag social media post, with designer Marc Jacobs inserting himself). I never said I was above it, I’m petty. Being a Stones fan is a lifestyle. In my eyes he came for my entire existence! The Rolling Stones influenced me more than anyone, ever. Without them I’d literally be dead. Their music was the only thing that kept me alive my first year at Emerson College. Deep in the throes of addiction, nothing but cocaine, coffee, and cigarettes as sustenance, I lived on the verge of two worlds. I became skeletal in frame, going from a Double D to a D (boob weight never regained); my friends remarked I was on a different drug every time they saw me. My friends told me verbatim I was going to die. It was that bad, I just kept cutting straws, snorting lines and doing me. While the Stones had always been my everything, it was that year I needed them most. Just one more song to keep me going. My ringtone was Cocksucker Blues (the tour rehearsal version), that’s how dependent I was on the music.

Don’t get me wrong I fucking love The Beatles, LOVE. Had Jack let me expound my answer would have been this: you can’t have one without the other, it’s symbiotic. One’s rooted in pop, the other in blues, yet they’re both rock bands. The Beatles who invented albums and music videos (easily the most musically innovative band of all time) sing about what they wish the world to be, The Stones sing about it’s actualities (both groups have range, this is the same generalization of you can bring the Beatles home to your parents, not the Stones). For those using sales as a determinate, name one Stones song you can play for children? I was singing Yesterday in elementary school. The Stones have more soul, I can dance to their music, it’s hood relatable for the ignorant who think rock is white people music (black people created rock n roll), they’ve always credited black people, they created the template for the musicians lifestyle (sex, drugs, rock n roll), they created the “bad boy,” they broke gender, fashion, and race barriers/norms, challenging the status quo at every turn, changing the cultural landscape. The Stones dressed in drag when it was illegal, influencing everyone from the Chili Peppers to Nirvana to do so. I’m a revolutionary, because The Rolling Stones made me one. But, but, they need The Beatles, it’s the Yin to their Yang. You can’t have one without the other, nor do we want to. It’s the perfect musical balance.

Cut to now and gorgeous Jack is literally in a band with Sean Lennon’s wife Charlotte Kemp Muhl, and I dated Mick Jagger. You can’t make this shit up. You truly, genuinely can’t. So next time Naomi Campbell decides to lie for two white men appropriating our Caribbean culture for profit (Genc and Binn Jakupi), before Georgia May Jagger, her equally idiotic siblings and affiliates make assumptions (based on race), do make sure it’s someone who isn’t well connected. Should I continue on how many people grew up with me, displaying you’re liars and racists or…? Who did Melanie Hamrick know before raping Mick & murdering L’Wren Scott? Exactly. Jack, Daddy, are we the guardians of rock n roll? FYI he also loves the Rolling Stones, don’t come for him. Via: Jack James Busa Insta, Uni_Loonies & Riley And John