(NOUN)

A people or person of any origin or sect possessing an illustrious personality and character.

While the origin of sparkle people is unknown, they are sprinkled evenly throughout society and history. From birth, I sparkle person may be dubbed as such quite easily. These individuals are often classified as “happy babies“, and morph into generally agreeable toddlers.

Often also labeled as empaths, these people demonstrate great consideration and compassion for people from a very young age. Sparkle people tend to draw strong bonds with in adamant objects such as sentimental stuffed animals, dolls, or other sentimental gifts.

They believe that the essence of these items is directly related to the individual whom the item was gifted by.

This aspect of the Sparkle person can often lead them to be misclassified as a hoarder.

Throughout childhood and young preteen years, this person may feel often guilty for what appears to be no reason. If this person has siblings, they often feel responsible to care for them in a way that is not seemingly typical. They often feel the need to care for their parents, and are regularly described as “old souls” By adults around them.

Sparkle people demonstrate creativity very early on, and can often be found doodling on notebooks rather than paying attention in class. Despite an inherent need and desire to be seen as obedient, This level of creativity can sometimes make academia a bit difficult. Procrastination and taking on an unrealistic workload remains a staple in these peoples lives. Their desire to make things easier on others, and overdo it, however, will not affect their own personal vanity and self-care time. Sparkle people will stay up till late hours of the night grooming themselves or wake up early to ensure perfection. Incurable vanity, with the dedication to do so.

Sparkle people tend to be very outgoing yet shy simultaneously. They are known to befriend less sociable people, crossing typical social standards on the playgrounds.

Individuals may often be classified as “boy crazy,“ or “girl crazy,” due to their uncharacteristically early demonstration of needing or desiring “true love“.

It is difficult for these people to nurture a small crush without believing that the other person will be their future life mate, or is their soulmate.

These people are often involved in the theatrical arts department, and musical expression. Typically they enjoy many art forms, including but not limited to painting, poetry, or writing.

In the teen years, sparkle people are often found struggling with depression. This is likely due to the fact that they are overwhelmed with more emotions than the average teen. Often labeled drama queens, or drama kings, their feelings can often be ignored or belittled, due to the extravagant way they express them, leaving them in a constant state of unrest.

They relate to the anti hero, or the soap opera type.

Sparkle people often dabble in things such as bulimia, anorexia, self mutilation, but not generally for the typical reasons.

In romance and dating, sparkle people are often drawn to broken and abusive individuals. This also translates into their choice of friends. Sparkle people tend to surround themselves with people who may be classified as “lesser than,” by others. Sparkle people will defend their choice in romance and friendship, believing that they were put on this earth to see the best in people, and give everyone an equal opportunity.

This unfortunate aspect of the sparkle person, lead them down paths which may leave others concerned, but they believe that they “have a handle on it.“

Sparkle people may fear commitment, but relish the chance to challenge themselves, seeing each romantic partner as their soulmate almost immediately. Sadly, their often fast and passionate romantic endeavors seem to evaporate overnight, leaving them feeling immense guilt and shared pain of the other parties broken heart.

Bisexuality is incredibly common, and can sometimes be confusing due to the deep and powerful love they feel for their platonic friends.

They are often labeled as “the one that got away...” or “the best lover.” They often attempt to remain friends with past lovers, or, are unable to have any contact with the ex lover at all.

Individuals tend to save and cherish strange and unusual objects and Momentos from relationships and friendships. While they also remain somewhat obsessed with documenting their own lives, these people tend to be very expressive on social media and publicly. This stems from the belief that they were put on this earth to captivate and maintain attention from others.

This level of honesty is often met with fanfare, which inspires great joy in the person, well also may inspire great criticism.

Sparkle people can be amazing liars to close loved ones and friends, While feeling almost incapable of lying to the general public. This also makes them a bit of a spectacle at times. Often misrepresented as attention whores, sparkle people feel they are meant to be the martyrs for other people without a voice.

Sparkle people are often the advice givers in their friends circle, advising people on things well out of their realm of expertise, yet somehow demonstrating great knowledge of these subjects.

Although there is no specific look or style to my sparkle person, these people often take great pride in their appearance. They often have very brightly colored hair, or make fashion statements with their clothing. They enjoy cosmetic surgeries, physical altercations, and are often called a chameleon.

People possessing the sparkle are often missed labeled as bipolar, narcissistic, or borderline personality types. This is due to the lack of understanding and research on these types of humans.

Another common misconception of sparkle people , is that they are insecure. This could not be further from the truth. Although they remain incredibly critical of themselves, they are very generally comfortable and who they are, and Will never stop evolving.

The sparkle person is an incredibly strong individual, it is very important that they stay away from excess amounts of alcohol, or drugs. These absences have been known to snuff out the light of many great sparkle people including Marilyn Monroe, Anna Nicole Smith, amy winehouse, and other icons.

Sparkle people are complex and resilient. They are often able to feel many emotions at the same time, although the emotions may be conflicting. They parade through life entering and exiting different phases, and enjoying the experiences that come with it.

Sparkle people often possess supernatural powers. They are psychics, mediums, and often known as great readers of personalities.

Although not all sparkle people will achieve fame, they will always desire it on some level. And they will be known as famous “in their hometown.“

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She had already been staying with another friend for the past 6 months, and cried to me about the ALLEGED abuse she was suffering there. I knew she was struggling, so i told her she didn’t have to pay rent because she was going through a tough time in life, and that she could use whatever she wanted at my house. This included my hair supplies, my nail supplies, my electricity, my food, And my extra room in my house that used to be my glam room.

Many nights i sat there listening to her tales of how everyone in her life had wronged her.

I let her move in her bed, put all of her storage in my garage, and I even let her bring her disabled cat, the 15-year-old Chihuahua, and her other cat that would shed excessively.

Throughout the months we re-developed a

a great friendship again, and this companionship that was sincerely extremely enjoyable. I had some lovely time with her. My son even grew fond of her.

Her only responsibilities while living at my house were to maintain the health, care, and cleanliness of her animals, maintain her own cleanliness, and to pay the electric bill. I am here to tell you, folks, that she did none of those things.

Not only did she often skip showers herself, her animals defecated, drooled, and barked/meowed non stop. She ignored her dishes, and the trail of cat litter was more than nasty.

It was disturbing.

I would gently remind her of our agreement, and ask her kindly to pick up after herself and her 3 anminals.

Then, the black mold issue became the main topic, and we both agreed that we would be moving into a place together. I do not need a roommate. And I have never wanted a roommate. I didn’t even like living with the people I was dating or married to. But, I was ready to do that for her and have this chapter of our lives together. who knows? I thought maybe it would be good for us both.

I was not asking her to pay the deposit at the new place. All she needed to do was get enough for her rent, and pack her stuff so that the movers I hired could move things for her. Along with her minimal responsibilities in my home of cleanliness and respect, I also asked her to get a job. Yeah, so she could eat and not have it be on my dime.

I was already letting her work as my assistant at the salon and paying her well over minimum-wage, as well as hooking her up with clients so that she could do her own freelance work.

Between obsessively looking for a person to date online, and falling in love with literally whoever gave her attention, she was a little bit too distracted to find anything other than a job working 12 hours a week at another salon.

Unfortunately her grueling work schedule of 12 hours a week was hard for her to keep up with and maintain the health and safety of her animals, and they began to suffer. Her cat took a turn for the worse as well as her dog, but she did not seem to care at all. I sat there scratching my head thinking “how does this animal lover not even care that her dog is super sick and shitting all over the floor? Not to mention the fact that it’s disgusting.“

Despite all of this, I was still willing to give her the benefit of the doubt. We had plans to go look at apartments this past weekend, and Instead of prioritizing looking for an apartment, she decided to focus more on her romantic vacation down the street with her latest lover.

When I told her that this was the only free weekend we had to look for apartments before the looming October 1 deadline, She copped a crazy attitude with me and stopped around my house, before leaving for her aforementioned romantic get away. When i text her and asked her why she had left in such a huff, she sent me this:

“I didn’t mean to be rude or standoffish at all I was just caught off guard. (Current lover) surprised me with this romantic staycation and I’ve never had this type of gift before and I’m really excited about it so we had made plans for tomorrow since it was Our only full day off together. That’s why I was caught off guard when you didn’t ask if I had anything going on tomorrow prior to assuming. But it’s fine I plan to meet you for both of those appointments tomorrow morning and I’m not upset about it at all.”

Do i need to commentate on that?

I told her to forget it. I’m an adult. I’m not going to drag a grown woman into a place to live.

Next thing you know, 10 minutes after that text was sent, her dog begins shitting all over my floor again..

When i text her about it, she said “ i’m sorry you have to deal with that“

this is where I might not have all the information, but i can speculate. This person (the Bitch who i let live with me, to be clear) claims that she showed up Saturday morning at 6 AM to feed and walk her dog. Please take into consideration that her dog slept in my room (not my choice) and both the deadbolts were locked on both of my doors. . So, when questioned as to how this was possible, she says she crawled through my window, came into my room while i was asleep, and then left again. She was able to perform this acrobatic procedure, and leave her romantic staycation, but was not able to be bothered to go look at apartments. Funny how that works.

After nearly 48 hours of abandoning her animals, and them shitting all over the floor because they are sick, she finally decided to come home. We attempted to have a mature and adult conversation, but the entire time she just deflected and pretended like I was crazy.

The conversation ended with me calling her an asshole, because of some nonsense where she called me petty. When you listen to the conversation, you will see what I mean. The following day, she’s soaked around my house continued to run her air conditioner, and when I asked her what she was planning on doing now, she pouted and in some sad weepy puppy voice said “well… I don’t know. I guess I will have to find my own place to live.”.

It was in that moment that I suddenly felt awful. I sat there in my chair in what was once my glam room, then turned into her shit and cat litter den, watching this grown ass adult woman, that I truly had grown fond of, standing there like a complete buffoon.

She put on a pretty good act. She almost looked like she might cry. I told her that she needed to be out by the end of the month, and then we would be going our separate ways. To be honest, all I wanted was for her to say she was sorry. I wanted for her to explain to me why she had been acting like a fucking maniac the last two days, and why she suddenly acted like this was a hotel, and no longer a nice place to stay for her. like we weren’t best friends.

Later that night while I was in my bedroom, because I was too uncomfortable to be anywhere else in my own home, I heard her leave. She snuck out the door fully Glammed up on her way to her most recent lovers home, and did not so much is telling me that she would be leaving her three animals behind again. One of which who still was having diarrhea. She texted me and said “please leave the top lock unlocked so that I can come home in the morning and feed mochi (her sick dog) before I go to work.“.

Then, Her dog waddled into my room in a fucking DIAPER.

Here is what i said to her :

“My home is not a hotel for your pets. Putting a diaper on mochi and thinking you can just leave her here is the biggest ‘fuck you’ you’ve given me yet. You need to figure out where you are going in 24 hours.

i better never hear you say that you are an animal lover again because leaving poor mochi here in a potentially diarrhea soaked diaper is despicable.

i am not packing your stuff tonight and leaving it in the alley because i am extending undue grace to you once again.

One day, i sincerely hope you can find a way to process the gravity of how much you have destroyed our friendship, and betrayed me in all the ways you swore you wouldn’t.

You are a coward. You should be ashamed of yourself, and i know someday you will be.

Again, 24 hours. Figure it out because this is happening.”

She responded with this:

“I literally can’t do anything right. I’ll figure it out. You don’t have to keep putting me down. I get it. No worries”

Checks out. Victim.

Then, this morning I did not see her come check on her dog at all. But at some point she came into my house and took all of her stuff like she was supposed to. And sent me this text:

“Honestly I have so much to say to you but I thought about it and you’re really not worth the effort or the time. Clearly you were self projecting in your messages and honestly I feel really sorry for you. You truly showed me what your character is like deep down and I’m just glad that the universe showed me that now before I got locked into more of a psycho friendship with you. And now I’m seeing why everyone gave me fair warning about you. Also side note, I really think you should have your dad look into a new therapist for you because clearly it isn’t working. Karmas a bitch. And don’t ever reach out to me again, do me a favor and lose my number 😘”

Hey, girl from high school, .... what? weird how she attacks my mental illness, doesn’t say thank you for housing her loser homeless ass, and calls my character into question. I’m really glad i document my life so well, because her gaslighting tactics almost worked. Also: thank you to my dad for paying for a therapist because if this was a year ago, I’d be ruined right now. Ps. Self projecting. Hahaa oh man. What a... not so smart person.

Only she left behind a bunch of trash, her dog feces and probably some of her own feces too. I wouldn’t be surprised if she actually took a shit on my carpet herself, given the fact that she is a disgusting despicable human being. Regardless, at the end of the day, I’m only mad because she hurt my feelings. I’m only mad because I gave my heart to someone once again, as a friend, who completely used me, took advantage of me, and somehow turned around in the end and tried to say that I was the asshole. After I literally put money in her pocket, food in her mouth, acrylic nails on her hands, glued hair to her head, stuck eyelashes on her face, and gave her soap when she felt so inclined to use it. Fuck you Jordan Price/ bolt. I mean oops. Fuck you girl from high school. Now i won’t have to find any of your bloody tampons in the shower.

I am not the root of your shame.

I am not obligated to listen to your manipulations.