I have fucking enormous motherfucking sparkle. Every woman who's ever met me immediately knows it.

God damn, I'm charming.

It's intense.

This is our struggle. we in this generation are enduring a new kind of pain, that is the result of a new kind of war. our ancestors are with us though, and with every passing day, we should all have a healthy, yet blinding hatred for that which threatens what we love(yes, i am paraphrasing commander rockwell here)

it IS hard. it DOES hurt, but nothing worth having has ever been easy. only with the love that we have inside us, for a world that we know is possible, and only when we are so angry that we are crying, will we be ready to take the next step. until then, we have to endure and wake up as many people as we can, because all of our lives depend on it.

Marsha, Marsha, Marsha...

I don’t take anti-depressants So my sparkle is impressionable

I wrote a few jewish jokes for some April Fool's fun, and Anticlutch called me a kike. I think we both got what we wanted out of that 😘