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

[Can I get an Amen?]

I remember Destiny's childhood cat, Gracie. Amber let Gracie out and then tried blaming it on the roommate. And the only other dog I can remember is the dog their roommate in FL had that Amber hated.



He was neutered when she got him. Not to PL, but I've adopted a couple of cats from a store like these (Pet's Mart, Petco) and mine worked with local rescues. So my cats were already spayed/neutered.

Thank you for answering this. I guess we have a lot of new folks here who haven’t watched old videos yet.

 

[classtrash]

I literally have watched this like 20 times. lmao https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vnNiqBZGKhc

Ever have that feeling where you watch something so funny that after you feel sad because you're not sure anything can hit that mark again? Yeah.

Does anyone remember off hand the video where AL does the little curb jump? (It's too high! I'm scared!) I miss that and would like to see it again and can't see to find it.

 

[SweetHoneyIcedTea]

That bra must be working so hard, y'all lmao

Does anyone remember off hand the video where AL does the little curb jump? (It's too high! I'm scared!) I miss that and would like to see it again and can't see to find it.

It's not the video, but I found a GIF.

** edited to credit @hotcheetospuffs for the GIF.

 

[sixcarbchiligorl]

Three years ago: "I don't wanna become 600 pounds."

Here is a letter she wrote to Krystle about her binging and dieting in February of 2015:

Spoiler

http://mustbepearls.tumblr.com/post/110210176093/dear-krystle-3-hi-baby-so-while-you-are-over

DEAR KRYSTLE<3

Hi, baby. So while you are over there looking cute while you are watching YouTube, I am over here feeling insanely stressed, triggered, overwhelmed, confused, lost, and scared. I do not expect you to understand but I do expect you to listen, accept, and be gentle with me when it comes to these feelings, emotions, decisions, and thoughts because I need someone there for me and I want and need that someone to be you. It truly is hard for me right now to even wrap around the right kind of words to convy what I truly want to say to you. We both know that we have let ourselves go pretty badly yet again. I only know this by the way you talk to me about how you feel fat, when in reality, I think you look amazingly beautiful and always will but speaking for myself, I feel bigger than I have ever felt in my whole entire life and that is putting it lightly. Again, speaking for myself, I feel like utter shit. I might smile on the outside but on the inside, all I can think about is if I ate too much or too little the last meal, or if I now weigh my heaviest weight overall, or if I will have to buy a bunch of bigger clothes eventually because the ones I wear now no longer look good on me and the ones I want to wear don’t even fit me at all, or I constantly fear that I am going to have so many health defects because of how big I am allowing myself to be, or my heart just flat out hurts and breaks because I feel like I will never lose true weight ever again, and most of all, I am just not happy. It sucks, it sucks so bad to have this eating disorder. So many people look away from me and think I am fat because I am lazy, which I never said I wasn’t, but honestly, deep down, I am fat because food has somehow made me its prisoner and I have been in prison my whole life. We go back and forth so much between eat healthy, eat whatever just count calories, eat healthier but it’s okay to eat this or that, count calories strictly, don’t calories, too much fat, too much sodium, not enough water, stop eating processed, okay let’s add processed but no more this, let’s have more of that, less carbs. This is a battle you and I are constantly struggling with but for me, speaking for myself and only myself, I stop counting calories because I am lazy, it’s overwhelming, it is time consuming, and deep down, if I am not counting calories, I am allowing myself to eat more than I probably should full of foods that I probably shouldn’t be touching, so within in myself, besides all of the inside healing I am trying to do, I need to stop binging and start eating less. This is all a mind game to me. My mind is playing this game that will never shut off. One of us has to win and I want it to be me. I need to get my life back. I know you know how much the gym means to me, so I do not need to even touch on that topic. You know we will start attending the gym again on Monday and you know how much I appreciate your support in that matter. The gym is literally heaven to me. Not in the sense that is exagerated, it just really does something for me that I cannot explain to anyone, let alone myself, so to me, if there was a heaven that did not include you, it would be at the gym. The gym is a major gateway to happiness and health for me. So, taking all that aside, I need to shape up, baby. I need to strap on my adult gear and really dive into this weight loss lifestyle with an extreme measure. So much talk is said but so little action is taken. I have figured out in the last couple of years that this is not my fault. I did not choose to be this way. I did not choose to wake up one day and live in a body with an extreme eating disorder that no one seems to understand. More than anything, I wish people would understand but it will never happen and that is something I am accepting. I want to heal myself in the best way that I can. This whole “no calorie counting, eat whatever I want in moderation” works for so many people, including someone who truly inspires me, Kim from YouTube, who has lost over 100 pounds. It triggers me into a state of desperation but only because I am a binger. I cry so much on the inside, Krystle, so much that I ache from it all, so much that as I type these words I am crying on the outside and you don’t even notice. That really is how I feel- it sums it up perfectly- I am screaming so hard on the inside and outside but no one hears me, whether it be because they choose not to or because it really is not something they can hear but no matter the reason, my scream is strong and it wants to be catched, hugged, soothed, and healed. This journey is more than just a journey to me. To others, it is just about losing weight so easily but for me, it is like a dove trying to pull a mansion with its wings. I feel insanely hopeless. I have let myself down so much that I can no longer see straight because of it anymore. I was walking into Panera Bread today and noticed my reflection. It was like a stranger staring back at me, only I was the stranger and the eyes were calling for help. My body in that reflection was revolting. It was something that literally made me want to turn around from the restaraunt, run, and not eat for the rest of the day. I am even lying to YouTube. No longer am I the girl on there being honest with my actions. I have become so ashamed in hiding that I do not even know who I am anymore. Purposly trying to eat less is such a tedious chore but it is also a blessing, a blessing of sorts that can create me to come out of hiding and be an inspiration again. I want to inspire. I want to succeed. I want to smile in the mirror again from my accomplishments. I want to step on the scale and be surprised with wonder and amazement of the outcome. I want people to look at me and see positive change. I am not saying I am going to purely eat broccoli and plain chicken but I am going to stop lying to myself and everyone else, finally fall onto track instead of staying off of it, and I am going to take advantage of my young body, cherish the time I have now to change into the person I want to be. I will never be perfect, that is not what I aim to be, but I am a step closer to death each day I do not take action. You mirror off of me a lot of the time- copying what I do, whether it be eating healthier or some other mode of weight loss, and I want the reflection you see to be amazement because I know you can do this, lose this weight, be happy in your own skin, and I want that for you so much. Knowing today that you were having such anxiety in Panera Bread all because of how you see yourself literally broke my heart. I blame myself and my eating disorder a lot on the weight gain you have had. I am tired of holding so much negativity on my shoulders and I am ready to shed that weight off as well as physical weight. Please, babe, guide me in this however possible, support me, because I need to be strict with myself because by doing so, I am getting my life in shape and I am counting more days that I will be able to be alive in this world. Much love, Amberlynn

She could write the same exact letter to Becky today.

 

[AlabamaWhitman]

Here is a letter she wrote to Krystle about her binging and dieting in February of 2015:

Spoiler

http://mustbepearls.tumblr.com/post/110210176093/dear-krystle-3-hi-baby-so-while-you-are-over

DEAR KRYSTLE<3

Hi, baby. So while you are over there looking cute while you are watching YouTube, I am over here feeling insanely stressed, triggered, overwhelmed, confused, lost, and scared. I do not expect you to understand but I do expect you to listen, accept, and be gentle with me when it comes to these feelings, emotions, decisions, and thoughts because I need someone there for me and I want and need that someone to be you. It truly is hard for me right now to even wrap around the right kind of words to convy what I truly want to say to you. We both know that we have let ourselves go pretty badly yet again. I only know this by the way you talk to me about how you feel fat, when in reality, I think you look amazingly beautiful and always will but speaking for myself, I feel bigger than I have ever felt in my whole entire life and that is putting it lightly. Again, speaking for myself, I feel like utter shit. I might smile on the outside but on the inside, all I can think about is if I ate too much or too little the last meal, or if I now weigh my heaviest weight overall, or if I will have to buy a bunch of bigger clothes eventually because the ones I wear now no longer look good on me and the ones I want to wear don’t even fit me at all, or I constantly fear that I am going to have so many health defects because of how big I am allowing myself to be, or my heart just flat out hurts and breaks because I feel like I will never lose true weight ever again, and most of all, I am just not happy. It sucks, it sucks so bad to have this eating disorder. So many people look away from me and think I am fat because I am lazy, which I never said I wasn’t, but honestly, deep down, I am fat because food has somehow made me its prisoner and I have been in prison my whole life. We go back and forth so much between eat healthy, eat whatever just count calories, eat healthier but it’s okay to eat this or that, count calories strictly, don’t calories, too much fat, too much sodium, not enough water, stop eating processed, okay let’s add processed but no more this, let’s have more of that, less carbs. This is a battle you and I are constantly struggling with but for me, speaking for myself and only myself, I stop counting calories because I am lazy, it’s overwhelming, it is time consuming, and deep down, if I am not counting calories, I am allowing myself to eat more than I probably should full of foods that I probably shouldn’t be touching, so within in myself, besides all of the inside healing I am trying to do, I need to stop binging and start eating less. This is all a mind game to me. My mind is playing this game that will never shut off. One of us has to win and I want it to be me. I need to get my life back. I know you know how much the gym means to me, so I do not need to even touch on that topic. You know we will start attending the gym again on Monday and you know how much I appreciate your support in that matter. The gym is literally heaven to me. Not in the sense that is exagerated, it just really does something for me that I cannot explain to anyone, let alone myself, so to me, if there was a heaven that did not include you, it would be at the gym. The gym is a major gateway to happiness and health for me. So, taking all that aside, I need to shape up, baby. I need to strap on my adult gear and really dive into this weight loss lifestyle with an extreme measure. So much talk is said but so little action is taken. I have figured out in the last couple of years that this is not my fault. I did not choose to be this way. I did not choose to wake up one day and live in a body with an extreme eating disorder that no one seems to understand. More than anything, I wish people would understand but it will never happen and that is something I am accepting. I want to heal myself in the best way that I can. This whole “no calorie counting, eat whatever I want in moderation” works for so many people, including someone who truly inspires me, Kim from YouTube, who has lost over 100 pounds. It triggers me into a state of desperation but only because I am a binger. I cry so much on the inside, Krystle, so much that I ache from it all, so much that as I type these words I am crying on the outside and you don’t even notice. That really is how I feel- it sums it up perfectly- I am screaming so hard on the inside and outside but no one hears me, whether it be because they choose not to or because it really is not something they can hear but no matter the reason, my scream is strong and it wants to be catched, hugged, soothed, and healed. This journey is more than just a journey to me. To others, it is just about losing weight so easily but for me, it is like a dove trying to pull a mansion with its wings. I feel insanely hopeless. I have let myself down so much that I can no longer see straight because of it anymore. I was walking into Panera Bread today and noticed my reflection. It was like a stranger staring back at me, only I was the stranger and the eyes were calling for help. My body in that reflection was revolting. It was something that literally made me want to turn around from the restaraunt, run, and not eat for the rest of the day. I am even lying to YouTube. No longer am I the girl on there being honest with my actions. I have become so ashamed in hiding that I do not even know who I am anymore. Purposly trying to eat less is such a tedious chore but it is also a blessing, a blessing of sorts that can create me to come out of hiding and be an inspiration again. I want to inspire. I want to succeed. I want to smile in the mirror again from my accomplishments. I want to step on the scale and be surprised with wonder and amazement of the outcome. I want people to look at me and see positive change. I am not saying I am going to purely eat broccoli and plain chicken but I am going to stop lying to myself and everyone else, finally fall onto track instead of staying off of it, and I am going to take advantage of my young body, cherish the time I have now to change into the person I want to be. I will never be perfect, that is not what I aim to be, but I am a step closer to death each day I do not take action. You mirror off of me a lot of the time- copying what I do, whether it be eating healthier or some other mode of weight loss, and I want the reflection you see to be amazement because I know you can do this, lose this weight, be happy in your own skin, and I want that for you so much. Knowing today that you were having such anxiety in Panera Bread all because of how you see yourself literally broke my heart. I blame myself and my eating disorder a lot on the weight gain you have had. I am tired of holding so much negativity on my shoulders and I am ready to shed that weight off as well as physical weight. Please, babe, guide me in this however possible, support me, because I need to be strict with myself because by doing so, I am getting my life in shape and I am counting more days that I will be able to be alive in this world. Much love, Amberlynn

She could write the same exact letter to Becky today.

Holy shit I've never seen this before. Besides the obviously painful grammar and writing and self-pitying, something really stood out to me. Amber talking about seeing herself in a reflection at Panera Bread, not recognizing herself, hating her body, and wanting to run away and not eat again that day, etc etc. Then at the end revealing that Krystle had experienced bad anxiety at Panera bread that day because of how she looked. Trying so hard at every turn to make every situation focus on her and her problems. Absolute fucking selfish hog.

 

[497]

Three years ago: "I don't wanna become 600 pounds."

Here is a letter she wrote to Krystle about her binging and dieting in February of 2015:

Spoiler

http://mustbepearls.tumblr.com/post/110210176093/dear-krystle-3-hi-baby-so-while-you-are-over

DEAR KRYSTLE<3

Hi, baby. So while you are over there looking cute while you are watching YouTube, I am over here feeling insanely stressed, triggered, overwhelmed, confused, lost, and scared. I do not expect you to understand but I do expect you to listen, accept, and be gentle with me when it comes to these feelings, emotions, decisions, and thoughts because I need someone there for me and I want and need that someone to be you. It truly is hard for me right now to even wrap around the right kind of words to convy what I truly want to say to you. We both know that we have let ourselves go pretty badly yet again. I only know this by the way you talk to me about how you feel fat, when in reality, I think you look amazingly beautiful and always will but speaking for myself, I feel bigger than I have ever felt in my whole entire life and that is putting it lightly. Again, speaking for myself, I feel like utter shit. I might smile on the outside but on the inside, all I can think about is if I ate too much or too little the last meal, or if I now weigh my heaviest weight overall, or if I will have to buy a bunch of bigger clothes eventually because the ones I wear now no longer look good on me and the ones I want to wear don’t even fit me at all, or I constantly fear that I am going to have so many health defects because of how big I am allowing myself to be, or my heart just flat out hurts and breaks because I feel like I will never lose true weight ever again, and most of all, I am just not happy. It sucks, it sucks so bad to have this eating disorder. So many people look away from me and think I am fat because I am lazy, which I never said I wasn’t, but honestly, deep down, I am fat because food has somehow made me its prisoner and I have been in prison my whole life. We go back and forth so much between eat healthy, eat whatever just count calories, eat healthier but it’s okay to eat this or that, count calories strictly, don’t calories, too much fat, too much sodium, not enough water, stop eating processed, okay let’s add processed but no more this, let’s have more of that, less carbs. This is a battle you and I are constantly struggling with but for me, speaking for myself and only myself, I stop counting calories because I am lazy, it’s overwhelming, it is time consuming, and deep down, if I am not counting calories, I am allowing myself to eat more than I probably should full of foods that I probably shouldn’t be touching, so within in myself, besides all of the inside healing I am trying to do, I need to stop binging and start eating less. This is all a mind game to me. My mind is playing this game that will never shut off. One of us has to win and I want it to be me. I need to get my life back. I know you know how much the gym means to me, so I do not need to even touch on that topic. You know we will start attending the gym again on Monday and you know how much I appreciate your support in that matter. The gym is literally heaven to me. Not in the sense that is exagerated, it just really does something for me that I cannot explain to anyone, let alone myself, so to me, if there was a heaven that did not include you, it would be at the gym. The gym is a major gateway to happiness and health for me. So, taking all that aside, I need to shape up, baby. I need to strap on my adult gear and really dive into this weight loss lifestyle with an extreme measure. So much talk is said but so little action is taken. I have figured out in the last couple of years that this is not my fault. I did not choose to be this way. I did not choose to wake up one day and live in a body with an extreme eating disorder that no one seems to understand. More than anything, I wish people would understand but it will never happen and that is something I am accepting. I want to heal myself in the best way that I can. This whole “no calorie counting, eat whatever I want in moderation” works for so many people, including someone who truly inspires me, Kim from YouTube, who has lost over 100 pounds. It triggers me into a state of desperation but only because I am a binger. I cry so much on the inside, Krystle, so much that I ache from it all, so much that as I type these words I am crying on the outside and you don’t even notice. That really is how I feel- it sums it up perfectly- I am screaming so hard on the inside and outside but no one hears me, whether it be because they choose not to or because it really is not something they can hear but no matter the reason, my scream is strong and it wants to be catched, hugged, soothed, and healed. This journey is more than just a journey to me. To others, it is just about losing weight so easily but for me, it is like a dove trying to pull a mansion with its wings. I feel insanely hopeless. I have let myself down so much that I can no longer see straight because of it anymore. I was walking into Panera Bread today and noticed my reflection. It was like a stranger staring back at me, only I was the stranger and the eyes were calling for help. My body in that reflection was revolting. It was something that literally made me want to turn around from the restaraunt, run, and not eat for the rest of the day. I am even lying to YouTube. No longer am I the girl on there being honest with my actions. I have become so ashamed in hiding that I do not even know who I am anymore. Purposly trying to eat less is such a tedious chore but it is also a blessing, a blessing of sorts that can create me to come out of hiding and be an inspiration again. I want to inspire. I want to succeed. I want to smile in the mirror again from my accomplishments. I want to step on the scale and be surprised with wonder and amazement of the outcome. I want people to look at me and see positive change. I am not saying I am going to purely eat broccoli and plain chicken but I am going to stop lying to myself and everyone else, finally fall onto track instead of staying off of it, and I am going to take advantage of my young body, cherish the time I have now to change into the person I want to be. I will never be perfect, that is not what I aim to be, but I am a step closer to death each day I do not take action. You mirror off of me a lot of the time- copying what I do, whether it be eating healthier or some other mode of weight loss, and I want the reflection you see to be amazement because I know you can do this, lose this weight, be happy in your own skin, and I want that for you so much. Knowing today that you were having such anxiety in Panera Bread all because of how you see yourself literally broke my heart. I blame myself and my eating disorder a lot on the weight gain you have had. I am tired of holding so much negativity on my shoulders and I am ready to shed that weight off as well as physical weight. Please, babe, guide me in this however possible, support me, because I need to be strict with myself because by doing so, I am getting my life in shape and I am counting more days that I will be able to be alive in this world. Much love, Amberlynn

She could write the same exact letter to Becky today.

Interesting. She doesn't seem guilty when her and Becky do weight loss updates. She asks Becky why she feels she went off her diet...like she knows it's most likely her fault for wanting to go out to eat. She made Destiny gain weight and now she is doing it to Becky. People say Krystle is autistic but atleast she's kept the weight off and can still drive. I wonder if Krystle is helping Nena lose weight at all. Imagine if Nena becomes a knock out and goes back to Becky.

 

[Xenomorph]

She actually wrote shes triggered.. fucks sake AL.

Also in the new weigh-in anyone catch her asking Becky why she failed her end of the WLJ but for her PERSONALLY?

Because we know if she answered as a unit the blame would go on AL.

 

[A bowl of Hummus]

One of us has to win and I want it to be me.

For some reason this stood out to me, pretty selfish of her to not want her partner to succeed in becoming a healthy individual but at the end of the day we all know that Krystal is doing so much better and has lost much more weight no thanks to Amber.

 

[When I Lost 89lbs]

You know what's disturbing?

Hamberlynn clearly wipes back to front, and Necky goes down on her poo-smelling vagina.

 

[angelicbitch]

Here is a letter she wrote to Krystle about her binging and dieting in February of 2015:

Spoiler

http://mustbepearls.tumblr.com/post/110210176093/dear-krystle-3-hi-baby-so-while-you-are-over

DEAR KRYSTLE<3

Hi, baby. So while you are over there looking cute while you are watching YouTube, I am over here feeling insanely stressed, triggered, overwhelmed, confused, lost, and scared. I do not expect you to understand but I do expect you to listen, accept, and be gentle with me when it comes to these feelings, emotions, decisions, and thoughts because I need someone there for me and I want and need that someone to be you. It truly is hard for me right now to even wrap around the right kind of words to convy what I truly want to say to you. We both know that we have let ourselves go pretty badly yet again. I only know this by the way you talk to me about how you feel fat, when in reality, I think you look amazingly beautiful and always will but speaking for myself, I feel bigger than I have ever felt in my whole entire life and that is putting it lightly. Again, speaking for myself, I feel like utter shit. I might smile on the outside but on the inside, all I can think about is if I ate too much or too little the last meal, or if I now weigh my heaviest weight overall, or if I will have to buy a bunch of bigger clothes eventually because the ones I wear now no longer look good on me and the ones I want to wear don’t even fit me at all, or I constantly fear that I am going to have so many health defects because of how big I am allowing myself to be, or my heart just flat out hurts and breaks because I feel like I will never lose true weight ever again, and most of all, I am just not happy. It sucks, it sucks so bad to have this eating disorder. So many people look away from me and think I am fat because I am lazy, which I never said I wasn’t, but honestly, deep down, I am fat because food has somehow made me its prisoner and I have been in prison my whole life. We go back and forth so much between eat healthy, eat whatever just count calories, eat healthier but it’s okay to eat this or that, count calories strictly, don’t calories, too much fat, too much sodium, not enough water, stop eating processed, okay let’s add processed but no more this, let’s have more of that, less carbs. This is a battle you and I are constantly struggling with but for me, speaking for myself and only myself, I stop counting calories because I am lazy, it’s overwhelming, it is time consuming, and deep down, if I am not counting calories, I am allowing myself to eat more than I probably should full of foods that I probably shouldn’t be touching, so within in myself, besides all of the inside healing I am trying to do, I need to stop binging and start eating less. This is all a mind game to me. My mind is playing this game that will never shut off. One of us has to win and I want it to be me. I need to get my life back. I know you know how much the gym means to me, so I do not need to even touch on that topic. You know we will start attending the gym again on Monday and you know how much I appreciate your support in that matter. The gym is literally heaven to me. Not in the sense that is exagerated, it just really does something for me that I cannot explain to anyone, let alone myself, so to me, if there was a heaven that did not include you, it would be at the gym. The gym is a major gateway to happiness and health for me. So, taking all that aside, I need to shape up, baby. I need to strap on my adult gear and really dive into this weight loss lifestyle with an extreme measure. So much talk is said but so little action is taken. I have figured out in the last couple of years that this is not my fault. I did not choose to be this way. I did not choose to wake up one day and live in a body with an extreme eating disorder that no one seems to understand. More than anything, I wish people would understand but it will never happen and that is something I am accepting. I want to heal myself in the best way that I can. This whole “no calorie counting, eat whatever I want in moderation” works for so many people, including someone who truly inspires me, Kim from YouTube, who has lost over 100 pounds. It triggers me into a state of desperation but only because I am a binger. I cry so much on the inside, Krystle, so much that I ache from it all, so much that as I type these words I am crying on the outside and you don’t even notice. That really is how I feel- it sums it up perfectly- I am screaming so hard on the inside and outside but no one hears me, whether it be because they choose not to or because it really is not something they can hear but no matter the reason, my scream is strong and it wants to be catched, hugged, soothed, and healed. This journey is more than just a journey to me. To others, it is just about losing weight so easily but for me, it is like a dove trying to pull a mansion with its wings. I feel insanely hopeless. I have let myself down so much that I can no longer see straight because of it anymore. I was walking into Panera Bread today and noticed my reflection. It was like a stranger staring back at me, only I was the stranger and the eyes were calling for help. My body in that reflection was revolting. It was something that literally made me want to turn around from the restaraunt, run, and not eat for the rest of the day. I am even lying to YouTube. No longer am I the girl on there being honest with my actions. I have become so ashamed in hiding that I do not even know who I am anymore. Purposly trying to eat less is such a tedious chore but it is also a blessing, a blessing of sorts that can create me to come out of hiding and be an inspiration again. I want to inspire. I want to succeed. I want to smile in the mirror again from my accomplishments. I want to step on the scale and be surprised with wonder and amazement of the outcome. I want people to look at me and see positive change. I am not saying I am going to purely eat broccoli and plain chicken but I am going to stop lying to myself and everyone else, finally fall onto track instead of staying off of it, and I am going to take advantage of my young body, cherish the time I have now to change into the person I want to be. I will never be perfect, that is not what I aim to be, but I am a step closer to death each day I do not take action. You mirror off of me a lot of the time- copying what I do, whether it be eating healthier or some other mode of weight loss, and I want the reflection you see to be amazement because I know you can do this, lose this weight, be happy in your own skin, and I want that for you so much. Knowing today that you were having such anxiety in Panera Bread all because of how you see yourself literally broke my heart. I blame myself and my eating disorder a lot on the weight gain you have had. I am tired of holding so much negativity on my shoulders and I am ready to shed that weight off as well as physical weight. Please, babe, guide me in this however possible, support me, because I need to be strict with myself because by doing so, I am getting my life in shape and I am counting more days that I will be able to be alive in this world. Much love, Amberlynn

She could write the same exact letter to Becky today.

Classic manipulator tactics:
-Makes 90% of the letter about herself, but makes sure to start and end it with shit about Krystle to make her think she cares.
-States that Krystle HAS to accept her and her manipulative ass.
-Talks about how shit SHE felt in Panera, but then says she knows how bad KRYSTLE felt. Projecting.
-Says she wants Krystle to be happy in her skin and wants her to succeed. Projecting again because the majority of that letter was Amber talking about how she wants to feel good.
-Says that Krystle only fails because she does what Amber does, but Amber does what Amber does because of her "issues".
-Everything is the problem except for Amber and yeah Krystle ur struggling BUT I AM STRUGGLING HARDER.
-But she luhhhvs Krystle, kbye.

 

[Entertained409]

I have a random off-topic question. I’m genuinely curious.

Is Becky’s mom dead or something? I know Amber vlogged around her family so they are aware of her YouTube job. Why is she letting her daughter get dragged down by this beast? Has no one in that family done a simple Google/YouTube search for her? I guess they just don’t care what Becky’s life is becoming?

 

[ricecake]

I have a random off-topic question. I’m genuinely curious.

Is Becky’s mom dead or something? I know Amber vlogged around her family so they are aware of her YouTube job. Why is she letting her daughter get dragged down by this beast? Has no one in that family done a simple Google/YouTube search for her? I guess they just don’t care what Becky’s life is becoming?

No, her mom is still alive. And she has two older sisters pushing 40 (one is a grandmother). I don't understand the family dynamic; the only thing that makes sense is that they are so wrapped up in their own white trash dramas that the adventures of Lesbian Becky and her weird faggy friends barely registers.

 

[Entertained409]

No, her mom is still alive. And she has two older sisters pushing 40 (one is a grandmother). I don't understand the family dynamic; the only thing that makes sense is that they are so wrapped up in their own white trash dramas that the adventures of Lesbian Becky and her weird faggy friends barely registers.

I had a moment where I was thinking too far into it I guess. It’s not for us to understand. Maybe they’re all just fat and stupid. They must be used to people like Amber.

 

[666EVE666]

Becky's mom is definitely alive, she has an online presence and threatened Rafe/Hannah through text (or FB messenger can't recall) during the whole Cat-Gate bullshit.

As for her family's stance on Becky and Amber being together...I mean, for all we know they might not be the Googling type. Her family could just see two happy(ish) gorls and be relieved that Becky is with someone who pays the bills. Since, ya know, Becky is "upper lower class" and all that.

Although, I can imagine despite being from obesity laden KY they must notice Becky's weight gain and Amber's obvious physical state.

 

[Malibougie]

Becky's mom is definitely alive, she has an online presence and threatened Rafe/Hannah through text (or FB messenger can't recall) during the whole Cat-Gate bullshit.

As for her family's stance on Becky and Amber being together...I mean, for all we know they might not be the Googling type. Her family could just see two happy(ish) gorls and be relieved that Becky is with someone who pays the bills. Since, ya know, Becky is "upper lower class" and all that.

Although, I can imagine despite being from obesity laden KY they must notice Becky's weight gain and Amber's obvious physical state.

Maybe fat Becky with AL is less sad and less of a concern than alone depressed Becky?

 

[nyankosensei]

I have figured out in the last couple of years that this is not my fault. I did not choose to be this way. I did not choose to wake up one day and live in a body with an extreme eating disorder that no one seems to understand. More than anything, I wish people would understand but it will never happen and that is something I am accepting.

Wow I don’t even know what to say

 

[London Raine]

Amber is live. Saying some gal on twitter is going to send her screen shots of Eric talking shit about her. I can hear Eric in the background. She's blocked me on Twitter, so I can't tell you the back story.

ETA:

- she didn't show the receipts, but said she would send them to cxnt
- ALR said "oh, cxnt" is gonna get some views from me
- ALR just showed a notepad that read "Amber is irritating - Eric"
- It's 2:00 AM there and Eric is having a hissy fit, and Ricky is trying to sleep
- They are just now getting ready to watch a movie (seriously)
- She took her 2nd Lexapro pill guiz
- She stayed on for about 10 minutes and said she was going to answer some questions - she just read and ignored everyone
- Someone asked if she would give Herbalife a shot for weight loss. A = probably not

That's all folks.

 

[angelicbitch]

Spoiler: Amber's Tweets

Edit: She wasted our time tho

EDITTT:

Edit AGAIN:
I'm going to sleep and I don't have time to deal w this troll and their whole "THATS NOT ME" argument. Deleted the shit.

P.S. Saying you don't want to get a random girl involved but then blatantly using her pictures is the most autistic thing you can do, genius.

 

[CindyChafe]

lol I'm so happy I got to see that mess live, she will really address any little bit of "hate"

She prefers "hate" over her actual ret.ards who support her

 

[666EVE666]

Well...that was an anticlimactic troll, but it was funny seeing Amber and Eric all hot and bothered. Will have the stream uploaded shortly.

That girl Kimberly has 4 followers on Twitter and one is Chris Chan

ETA after seeing the ss @angelicbitch posted (thank you!), this girl also tweeted about Amber and CopperCab being a cow crossover.

Lame artificial screenshots, but entertaining outcome from our gorl who has been slacking with content lately