Amberlynn Reid - 600 pound pathological liar and U-Haul lesbian moving in with her next live-in maid/nurse/girlfriend.

  • 🐕 I am attempting to get the site runnning as fast as possible. If you are experiencing slow page load times, please report it.

Are you looking forward to seeing Jade's face on camera?

  • Yes

    Votes: 550 15.6%
  • No

    Votes: 349 9.9%
  • I don't care

    Votes: 2,620 74.5%

  • Total voters
    3,519
Ambers pussy is gonna pop like a roman candle full of snakes
Amber's uterus is gonna be like:
xCuoPd.gif
 
I was shit posting in the garden sub and took the time to translate Amber’s Speaking Up poem. This is the rain and petals eavesdrop poem.

I figured it would be good to have peak Amber documented in the main thread:


Speaking Up
By: Amberlynn Reid


Let’s see? Who does everyone believe?

Let’s start gambling our life, rolling dice, like knives on a platter.

Who will survive? Will it be the false nightmare you spit or the reality I have tied?

Tied to a place, a place of sadness, and now revealed an alternate madness

Why are you going to break the tide and just leave it there? Break the ice and throw the stone and not think twice?

Why are you going to play your sins and call me twice? Twice the lies, twice the price, twice the vulgar manipulated web.

Spider to friend. Friend to spider. Enemy grudge and love lost. Using my name to put yours in lights?

What happened to all the bites? All the times they turned it into goodbyes? No I am not perfect in any way.

No inside the lines, no glitter outside, no gracefully worded rhymes. No playing perfect like you’ve begun.

Begun a show that keeps haunting me. The haunt is the demon I am trying to excape (sic). Excape the pain and outwardly insane. Excape the thoughts and online taunts.

Just admit you are wrong and play a different song. Admit the guilt you sown. Sown like a misguided basket.

Basket case of poisoned sentences. My life is my story but yet you have written a chapter. The chapter has torn pages, scribbled words, words of false advertisement.

I am my own narrator yet you stole the pen to deny, to lie, to pry. Pry in a life that was fine.

Here are the facts. You lied about your name right off the bat but still called me insane. You put a ring on my finger, promised me forever, but yet you kissed her?

You kicked and screamed until it was making hate. Forget making love, when the love was gone. R A P E rain and petals eavesdrop, I used the wrong word. rain and petals eavesdrop, I used the wrong word. rain and petals eavesdrop, I used the wrong word.

My mental hygiene has been rotten and stirred. Abuse in the pitcher (sic) frame put on a smile, what I see behind, behind the fake glass reflecting, noise destroying, shimmer, clatter, frame breaks.

I don’t understand your left hand connected to your heart but it is so cold. Cold enough to ruin me. Listen, my heart doesn’t beat for you, I don’t bleed for you, I don’t need you.

Social media needs this – a drama story – something to decipher, something to dissect, to entertain, to observe, to twist, and to melt over. It’s not fair for strangers to pick a side – a side to bash, a side to hate, a side to love, and a side to hash. Hash out prop-ah-gohn-da (sic).

I’m not on this ride for beliefs, bashing, lashing, tasteless hashing. I want to be understood. To cowardly clarify, I am going to say bad choices don’t make you a bad person.

Almost seven years have glided. 2,555 days, 61,320 hours, I have cried, I’ve laughed, I’ve loved, I’ve lost, I’ve tackled, exposed, won, succeeded, failed. I’ve groaned (sic), I’ve learned, I’ve moved on, healing along the way.

The moon moved from the sun and roses blossomed on my favorite weed. As I placed a hand on my blood, red heart, hoping one day it will all be gone.

Everything written with unhealthy circumstances, all the tears that stain my pillowcases, the cruel hateful comments I received in anger. The wrong assumptions that everyone made. The thought of wishing myself off this jaded earth and the lies you placed in my reality.

Speck (?) and spiked, and broken down, still standing through all the sound. Tearing apart at the seams, I covered all the screams. Screams so silent yet so loud.

Profound, profoundly intense in ending this final dance. Knowing what you did and saying you didn’t. Such a lovely story.

it feels like she uses a random word gen and connect them into a poem. Her writing makes no sense
 
She claims she's now 490 which would be hilarious if it'd be because her methhead of a mom is now staying with her

Imagine being 30 and still needing your mom to keep you in check regarding what are you putting in your mouth

But I wonder what the hell they're doing all day. It's a shame she isn't vlogging her mom coming to visit

And you know that the only social thing Amber does with anyone is going to a restaurant (which is totally for the experience and atmosphere according to her), I wonder if she tried to pull that shit also with her mom. She needs an excuse 24/7 to eat like trash (I've been depressed, D&D came to visit, Becky got a new Spongebob shirt etc.)
 
So, since we've seen Al adopt the personalities of those around her and she's around MamaFatass ("the most amazeen person she's ever known") the most now, is this a round about way of Amber saying AMBER is the most amazeen person she's ever known? I mean, she's come right out and said she's the best poet she knows, she's the most generous person she knows.....
I wouldn't doubt it.

She said shes the best poets she knows? Fuck Milton, Yeats or Byron i guess. Amber is all what we need to teach from now on.
 
she literally can't name a poet. when asked who her favorite poet is she says herself because she's never read any "poetry" besides hers and probably trisha paytas'

also the whole narc thing would prevent her from ever wanting to read the work of actual poets. i'd like to see how quickly her brain starts smoking with some elizabethan sonnets
 
To be fair, do you really think Amber has read any of them? She probably only read Rupi Kaur-esque poetry because of tumblr, there's 0% chance she's ever encountered Donne.
Of course not. As far as i can tell she read Trisha Patayas (???) peotry (some other fat, dumb youtube cunt).

Its just the audicity that bitch has! Jesus i know shes dumb and narcissistic but... There must be sort of awareness?? Tell me there must be....
How can one be absolutely lacking of any shred of self criticism/introspection?



But again she is the one who makes videos to herself saying how brave she is, then record herself watching it and crying because she's so moved.

And doesn't seem to understand why she is a cow.


Edit: but she went to some kind of school? I don't know how USA schools are, but you teach poetry there right? She must at least been exposed to something else than herself?
 
Edit: but she went to some kind of school? I don't know how USA schools are, but you teach poetry there right? She must at least been exposed to something else than herself?
You mean high school English lit? Uh, not really. The most you would get is an assignment telling you to read a certain poem and write an essay on what it means to you. There are after-school clubs you can join if you are really into a topic, such as poetry, writing, drama, etc.

Sadly, Amber’s only interest was eating (and giving hand jobs to two guys at once allegedly).
 
As expected, the last two videos barely crossed over 50k views, and the negative votes far outweighed the positive ones. Not the results that Amber expected I guess. Where are her cancer updates? By now, she should have the results of her Pap test and the PET scans. The PET scan should show if the cancer has spread beyond the uterus and the Pap test should tell her if the cervix is involved.
 
You mean high school English lit? Uh, not really. The most you would get is an assignment telling you to read a certain poem and write an essay on what it means to you. There are after-school clubs you can join if you are really into a topic, such as poetry, writing, drama, etc.

Sadly, Amber’s only interest was eating (and giving hand jobs to two guys at once allegedly).
Yes i meant something like the English language study. In my country in consists of learning words famous authors, poets and the language structure (our own).
 
Last edited:
Its just the audicity that bitch has! Jesus i know shes dumb and narcissistic but... There must be sort of awareness?? Tell me there must be....
How can one be absolutely lacking of any shred of self criticism/introspection?

Sure, she's a pro at introspection. That's how she finds her excuses, rationalizations, and reasons to be proud of herself: she feels bad about something, wallows in self-pity thinks long and hard about it, and figures out a way that it's not really her fault, or at least, it's a quirky/forgivable/teeny tiny justifiable flaw in herself that everyone else needs to get over already.
 
Its just the audicity that bitch has! Jesus i know shes dumb and narcissistic but... There must be sort of awareness?? Tell me there must be....
How can one be absolutely lacking of any shred of self criticism/introspection?
She admitted that she is not a narcissist because she took a test on the internet which told her that she was not. Introspection? I do not believe that she could pronounce it.
 
As expected, the last two videos barely crossed over 50k views, and the negative votes far outweighed the positive ones. Not the results that Amber expected I guess. Where are her cancer updates? By now, she should have the results of her Pap test and the PET scans. The PET scan should show if the cancer has spread beyond the uterus and the Pap test should tell her if the cervix is involved.
She bitched about already having a big enough medical bill as it is, but I still see she uploads very irregulary.

If I was Amber and I had cancer I would just upload like crazy, where are all those pre recorded mookbongs, Hambaby?
 
As expected, the last two videos barely crossed over 50k views, and the negative votes far outweighed the positive ones. Not the results that Amber expected I guess. Where are her cancer updates? By now, she should have the results of her Pap test and the PET scans. The PET scan should show if the cancer has spread beyond the uterus and the Pap test should tell her if the cervix is involved.

She never mentioned a PET in her "I'm dyeeeeen" videos. She did mention an MRI and a CT ("WITH contrast", she said, smugly, as if she's special and this isn't done pretty routinely for folks not allergic to iodine). I can see a CT OR an MRI. If something turned up on the CT that warranted further investigation AND if the prior diagnosis was cancer, then the PET would likely be next, since what would be the point of the MRI under these conditions? And vice versa, of course. Since PETs are usually combined with one or the other on the machines anyhow, it just adds to the WTF nature of her story.
 
Last edited:
Back