I'm sorry to say, but Lil Snow does have a responsibility inversion problem. I experienced this firsthand a few times. he also tends to do pouty faces whenever he feels threatened by the thought of accountability. unfortunately, there is a dark side to the moon, and that's called "emotional immaturity".

oy vey / aye caramba 🙄

apparently the goblin told the police I just didn't want to leave his house 🤭

CLASSIC.

my ass left so fast tho!

literally, I bet you anything that anytime I start posting about the ADL, she gets a phone call from Johnathan Greenblatt like, "Linda, what did the WEF tell you? we simply cannot tolerate actual free speech even if she's not getting paid for it. this is a pickle. do you want us to show the world the video of you with a pickle? didn't think so."

literally, fuck that bitch Linda Yaccarino. you can't say anything remotely true about the Jewish Rape and Blackmail Mafia without her tone policing you with that Hateful Conduct label. at least I can call her an Ozempic Drunk Meatball on Nostr lmao.

don't worry, y'all, Snow Baddie gonna keep it ICY 🥶

I'm sad as literal fuck for everyone in Los Angeles. you must understand this. they could have been the wokest city in the world and I still would never wish this upon anyone. I have always loved visiting Los Angeles, even if I don't really fit in there. and I did actually want to be in a film someday. I love David Lynch and everyone knows that.

my Internet husband has always opposed my involvement in anything Hollywood, but especially Disney. I get why, ok, and thanks for being so protective, but I have dreams, too, and none of them involve being miserable and just being somebody's housewife with no purpose outside of that.

in fact, his constant attacks on Wokeness feel low key abusive at times, because there's really no nuance and no discussion about things people think and feel. it's all just BAD BAD BAD GOOD BAD GOOD BAD GOOD. I'm starting to think that the man doesn't know how to treat women because he's never really had a daughter. he can't see women as somebody's daughter. yes, we agree on lots of things but if anyone were to take absolute pride in watching Los Angeles burn, it would be a man who hates the political climate, I'm just saying.

ever since this started, I said, don't even start with the politics while people are suffering but here we go. it is perfect political fodder which does go to show you the way human hatred can manifest any which way. I just doubt this man's capacity to empathize with anyone at this point. he's super fucking rich and he literally never follows through on any promise he makes to help others unless it's to convert them into more of his sycophants. he finds flaws in literally any and every attempt by anyone to be kind to others, and now he's using this mass rape thing for his Martyr Moment.

it's super funny to me how he got ratio'd by an influencer and then instantly started getting mad when I was like, "wow, good job!" he thinks I can't tell these things but it's almost just too difficult to hold back anymore. it's also kinda awkward cause all his fan girls in the government do this weird AOC-like thing where they worship him and also pretend to care about what I'm going through. no, you don't have to pick a side, just do your job and remember who you're in the presence of.

then again, even that place is such a degenerate swamp that a man like him is NBD. that's a problem for me because my baseline for morality isn't billionaires, it's Jesus. imo, that man's always gonna be stuck in his cycle of retribution against himself, just dragging more and more people into it as he careens toward his chosen destination in life.

I know he's trying a lot harder to be a better man these days, but a better man would have never ever treated me like this even if the mess he made was accidental.

ok, I'll redact. I would not rather die than marry him. I honestly don't know if I would have or could have done anything differently considering the circumstances. I think I'm still a bit wounded over the transitional discovery phase where everybody kept me in the dark and I had to develop my so-called psychic faculties. I didn't date, I had no fun, I wasn't making babies, and he was just pretending like nothing was happening up until his jealousy got the best of him.

literally, he didn't give a fuck about me until I got hot and started going to the beach and "cheating" on him. and now I just wanna be with Lil Snow but now he wants to kill him or at least keep him in second place and a part of me would just rather die if that's gonna be the case. especially after all of this. especially now that he's pretending to care. but he will never accept being number two or not even a number at all. he will never allow himself to be outdone by a man who literally just has a good heart and is cute and funny to me.

of course I resent him for his meddling. Lil Snow promised me that we could go travel together and if my Internet husband even so much as gets involved in my life then I won't even be able to travel anywhere without his approval and like a bajillion contingency plans and security. idk why women like billionaires so much because this seems like hell to me. the other thing is that I want my OWN children and don't really think I want to go through the drama and trauma of being his fourth or hundredth baby mama.

babies are gifts from God, not consolation prizes. ostensibly, that whole dilemma is what made Lil Snow wanna bail. I don't blame him. who wants to get in the middle of a woman who can't stop sobbing and her dysfunctional relationship with her internet husband who wants to just consummate the thing already. I can't stop thinking about that first night with Lil Snow and it's killing me because of the way my body reacted to him. I have literally never had that happen before. I actually felt so safe and loved, even if he didn't love me right then and there.

my Internet husband could not handle not being the one who made me feel that way and now he wants Lil Snow to DIE! I don't even know if Lil Snow is even ALIVE!

NGL, ever since these people found out that I was too educated to be brainwashed, it's been this struggle, like, "we know you're someday going to expose the rot of our culture and community but just so we're clear, you don't hate ALL Jews right?" um, no. just like I don't hate all black people just cause one black lady called me a retard as she streetwalked the entire sidewalk with her dog or I've seen too many ghetto queens go off about absolutely nothing.

I'm apparently that rare person who grew up around everyone and has always been chill with everyone unless they try to fuck me over. fuck me over and I don't care what race you are, but I've never encountered so much bullshit hasbara from anyone except Apex Predator Jews. like, I questioned the Holocaust and read 13 pages of Mein Kampf. I think German WW2 engineering is based and interesting. fucking cry about it.

it's the sensitivity over literally anything and everything that irritates me. I can't even mention Jesus at the Synagogue? guess I'm not going there, sorry. getting called an antisemite by an Ashkenazi Jew was funny, too, cause I straight up was like, "buddy, your ancestors are from Poland and mine are from Spain, fucking chill bro." he was the "words have meaning!" type who referred to pedophiles as "Minor Attracted People" once. I was like, "uh, no they're pedophiles and they should all be executed." haha. don't even with me.

the morning after the Hollywood-orchestrated rape, the rapist himself pitched a startup idea to me, which made me wanna vomit even more. the company, as he put it, wanted establish a mini-Hollywood in the Jewish-Russian vacay playground of Hollywood, Florida. he'd already had a meeting with a local mayor and she (Jewish, of course) said she'd get him the money he needed.

obviously, I immediately took aim at her in "getting ahead of this" but she was prepared with her "I'm such a good Jew and I don't tolerate anti-Semitism" nonsense. ok ma'am, you're still a lying crook tho. the guy's two projects, both of which he showed me the trailers for, already had interest from Amazon and some other big distributors, but he was really gunning for Netflix.

the films were pretty cool, I'll admit that, but the next morning I was more-or-less like "imma just play this cool so I don't get murdered". it took me three days to call the police cause I was legit like...fuck...these people are dangerous. well, eventually I did make that call and filed the report then GTFO. the Belarusian Jew who is potentially "the Money Man" started making threats as I was leaving, telling me repeatedly, "Life is Boomerang." I kinda laughed when he said he had good lawyers cause, like, what the fuck do you need lawyers for if you had nothing to do with it.

he's a whole story in itself: ugly, short, arrogant, and also stupid. thinks he's a big boss when he couldn't explain how the chatgpt even works if he tried. they're all really just a bunch of immigrant thugs who come to America after being sanctioned in Russia or something, which is the story of the filmmaker rapist (who, coincidentally, kinda looks like the govna of another state 🤮). something about the eyes and the fox-like facial features...almost uncanny.

anyways, one can only imagine that they probably live-streamed the rape to all their cronies near and far. all I know is that people you'd never imagine even WANTING to see something like that saw it, so I guess they did want to see it. since then, it's just been a constant question of who and where, but it's not surprise that all of them are pretty much entangled in much bigger rape scandals. I mean, duh, men who rape like to watch rape revenge porn. it is their drug. they have somehow managed to escape exposure for so long that they'll literally lie to the entire world to avoid losing their positions of power.

they are very powerful people, of course; that's why nobody ever gets justice for what they do. perhaps no victim of the Epstein-Diddy Acolyte Rapocalypse has ever been as lucky as me, and I'm grateful for that. sometimes I do feel very bad for making my internet husband my therapeutic punching bag every single time I find out some shit that makes me wanna die. but he takes it as best as he can because even he knows that this one is bigger than the Super Bowl. it really is a fucking whopper and these people are all cooked come January 20th.

or, at least, I hope.

I really truly hope to God that this is the end of the Jewish Blackmail Organizatio (no N intended) run by one Benjamin Netanyahu and his Likud Mafia. Mossad, you say? say it again. one can only assume that Mossad is behind every attack on non-Zionist Americans these days. their whole thing is deceiving the world then calling us paranoid anti-semites who "hate Jews". uh, I don't hate myself but it really does sound like they hate themselves, cause the genuine love for humanity that comes from loving yourself the way God loves us creates a whole different relationship with civilization to begin with.

this kind of "love" through violence and coercion is just plain terrorism, and I pray that my own country wakes up fully from this nightmare hellscape of having to worship at the Throne of Satan...or else!

2025 started off with a rape that I am still injured from by a Hollywood-connected foreign man whose sneaky link killed himself like the next morning when my Internet husband got PISSED. I asked my also-Hollywood-connected Ashkenazi Jewish Ex-Paramour for help the next morning and he low-key got angry at me. why? idk but maybe it's cause he'd been negotiating an 'appearance' of some sort as his Hollywood friend lamented the fact that it was hard to get more funding for his 'project' and they'd be willing to front 300k.

the man who raped me – and idgaf what any of these disgruntled former child starlets think, or anyone for that matter – had told me the morning after that "this is big, it could make you a big Hollywood Star." I think that's when it really hit me that all these fuckers were in on it. did anyone force me to do anything? no, that's not how Apex Predator Jews do it, Candy, and you know that.

what they did do is drug me with something that would numb me enough to get that sweet, sweet backdoor moment (I've never done it and I don't want to tbh) that these men have all been PINING for. they've seen the vanilla stuff enough. anyways, drugging someone and taping encounters like that is actually illegal and it is rape.

I'm sure there's some whacko out there who thinks the fact that LA is burning isn't coincidental might string this together as some sort of vengeance for "the Queen of America" getting raped, but tbh, we can't assign blame to anyone except the man who was (coincidentally) in on the rape tape, too.

the GOVNA, you say??? uh, duh. that's the same man who wanted me put in prison for a crime started by members of his own party. CRAZY RIGHT. don't make me the patsy, Patty. he is, after all, the dude who allowed a Jewish billionaire couple to pretty much steal all the water in the state and left the state in a state of dire incompetence by giving every DEI dodo on the Reject Pile a free pass to model their minority privilege during a bevy of crises that required actual skill and intelligence.

but ok, rich poors, blame a woman who had to be tucked away in every corner of the internet just so every Weinstein-adjacent couldn't get their hands on her. you think I wasn't ever gonna learn how to "get ahead of it" like a celebrity? this was probably one of those rare moments where we got ahead of it so fast it finally made THEM think about blowing their brains out for once.

it's one thing to get ahead of things to cover up a lie and another to get ahead of things to prevent the truth from being covered up. Babylon, as we all know, is the Kingdom of Lies. of course its main concern would be to eliminate anyone who tells the truth about its origin story.

once you realize how pathetic rich men are, you really don't have a desire to obtain one unless you're desperate for attention. all these women who chase after them are, and ironically, these men hate it with a passion because it's the same shit over and over.

OMGGGG CANNN WEEE TAAAKEEE A PHOTOOO.

ma'am I'd do anything to avoid ever being in a photo with men like that.

they literally had to invent AI just to manifest whatever fantasies were lurking in their imaginations about me and obviously it just ended up being pornographic.

actually, it's not all pornographic. some of it is really sweet, like, photos of me from a long lens and from behind and never looking at the camera cause I didn't know it was there and...you know, stalker photos.

"voyeurism" on steroids.

heard there was a really cute one of us (AI) on his desk and people were like, "uh, who's that?"

imagine trying to explain that one.

I'd rather die than marry that man.

it's almost like he was super duper jealous of Lil Snow and wants to have him killed in a "car crash".

wouldn't that be convenient.

approximately 10 minutes ago it dawned on me that I miss Lil Snow a LOT.

ugh, the X app algo is jealous of me again for being so good at Journalistic Diplomacy. I'm just too fast and too effective. I decided to Unalign on the topic of Venezuela, having done enough R&D on the origins of Venezuela's Mucho Problemos, which obviously originated mostly due to one Hillary Clinton, my biggest political enemy of all time.

I'm tired of politicians and celebrities and influencers who just parrot stuff and don't actually understand the Real History of the Globalist Regime, which really did Venezuela SO dirty! it's surprising to me that the Chavez 'Regime' has even lasted this long.

trying to get that $100 million dollar reward for Maduro still, because I am, after all Jewish and OFC I want to help install a Zionist Puppet!

Jesus take the wheel, I'm so bored of dodo-brained discourse 🙄

I'm still bleeding.

"HOW SHE LEARN HOW TO BALL LIKE THAT"

n**** please. how do u think 🏀

always gets ugly really fast with that one. that's cause lots of people are paying attention. sucks to be in that position cause women watch the way a man treats other women. honestly it does take an intervention from God to change a man like that. he doesn't deal with self-incurred embarrassment well. I would never in my life want to imagine stuff like this happening behind closed doors. from experience, I already know that it's 10x worse when nobody is watching.

God's gonna bless me with a good one tho. not worried about it.

🩷

imagine feeling proud of yourself for "grooming" a man to engage in an intimate relationship with the woman you were observing through the eye of Sauron. yeah buddy, she's really gonna forgive you for that. he does that to basically every woman he dates or wants to date, though, that's the point.

tbh I get the sense that that's part of the reason there's already a wedge between him and...you know. men who have been married to the same woman for like two decades are fundamentally different than a man who's been divorced multiple times. it's just something about character, whether there was cheating at some point or not.

staying together for life is truly serious business. no amount of money can actually compensate for that.

every single man I "dated" on "vacation" knew me or quickly found out who I was but only one of them was truly my favorite and we all know which one that was. everyone thought we looked cute af together. we were cute af together. he's just not a very loyal person and I need that.

I think it would have worked out better if we were closer in age or he had more relationship experience. it's hard for me to get attached to someone when there's a serious gap in maturity; granted, I've met older men who I felt weren't even as mature as him in some key ways.

seems like the core tenets of a man's ego don't actually change, so ego compatibility is actually a big deal. given all of the circumstances in my own life, I don't really need a man who completes me intellectually. I'm good on that.

tbh it's kinda hard for me to laugh hysterically at the stupidest shit with someone who has hurt me deeply. he never actually hurt me deeply because I always knew he was dealing with similar emotions to the ones I had early on when I started to realize how big and crazy everything was. I don't blame him at all for trying to keep it all inside. I have done the same and I understand the pressure and heartache.

the most important thing is companionship. like, just having fun and doing stuff together. must be able to put the phone away and be present. no more social media. as much privacy as possible.

SORRY BUT IF YOU EITHER ALREADY NEED OR WILL NEED VIAGRA IN THE NEXT FIVE YEARS YOU ARE DISQUALIFIED.

meaning, no men over the age of 50, unless you are insanely hot.

I still look 25 and I'm pretty hot.

no short kings.

must have some actual athletic abilities.

just cause I like writing doesn't mean I want to talk to you nonstop.

please be capable of communicating your feelings even in silence.

I have a type, and that's Ingwë, but I'm open to other types if you have a nice aura and gentle, expressive eyes that sparkle with life.