the egyptian escobar saga is absolutely glorious. i am relishing the absolute lunacy that chantal has been exhibiting on her livestreams. as per usual, she peaks and hits a wall, but never this furiously. i don't think the departure of karatejoe will accelerate her pacing towards an inevitable binge, even if it means more trolling or disapproval in her comments; but the anticipated departure of egytpian escobar will, likely to cop or get his dick in an orgy/another large woman that doesn't leave hair chalk residue on his floor mattress. considering the pitiful interior decor she described, i also questioned if her deranged physique bothers him, but he's likely too high to notice

great choice chantal.
she's quick to ditch the luxury villa, peetz, and her minions, but doesn't leave behind the t.v. (that she will also ask peetz to bring downstairs for her.) the delusion is at an all time high, and fucking comical at best. gummies and lines be damned, this is her freak flag flying on full display. it's the
rush of her impaired decision making, or beezing, that she's addicted to. food, drugs, and sex are just tangible metaphors for what she truly craves, which is chaos. she also ditched her therapist and her alleged weight loss surgery journey for tinder dick. she would rather indulge in her impulsivity than maintain the only beams of support that are crushed underneath the massive pressure, physically and metaphorically speaking; she has no regard for consequence or health complications. this can only go but so far. we are reaching a peak in this arc that leads astray from her usual cycle, but chantal as a person never changes. she will crash and burn, but the possibilities of consequence are now doubled. personally, i don't want to predict the future because the present is way too fucking good.