The Thrill Of Tuesday

It’s reported that the deceased was in foster care. One wonders how well Paula really knew her daughter.
Good question. But even biological mothers and grandmothers of ghetto goblins have a documented tendency to tell the world “he was a good boy” and “he didn’t do nuthin”.

Today’s words are gleeful sociopathy:
“These are not my preferred pronouns. These are my pronouns. You will use them. Or you will not refer to me. At all.”
The little wannabe tyrant thinks she is so cute and clever and powerful, not realizing that she is merely telling the world how disposable she is. And notice the multiple piercings and the guillotine necklace. Truly an entity that the world would be better off without.