Have you ever noticed how the truth can get buried under a really good performance by someone who is seen as “good”?

i can’t font you how many “glinda the good witches” i’ve met in my time on this forest.
the ones who sparkle with kindness and virtue because of wealth or popularity.
if we’re being 110%,
they were all “glinda the good bitches” because eventually,
it’s almost theatrical how their exposure is.

Unfortunately for you,
you don’t get the luxury of an apology from the munchkins who listened.
You just end up all wet.

funny enough,
i’ve never seen or read wicked…