#i also STILL don't have a passport so i can't set up a online account to pay my car tax that way

[slityclayloam]

Well I completely fucked up my car registration forms and my tax is due in two weeks!!! I have never sent a cheque in my life and now I have to send one as I fucked up so badly!!!! I didn't even know we still had cheques in the uk!!! My bank is only open for 4 hours a day!!! Where the fuck am I going to get a cheque book from in time for the car tax!!! Oh god!!!

[lonespektr]

SEPTEMBER 19TH HORROR WATCH

Influencer (2022)

Voice over in her influencer toxic positivity platitudes shit about growth or whatever while she is just doing the opposite of what she is saying

Occasionally spliced with her taking photogenic shots

Just noticed the poster might already be a spoiler

And YUP the first time we see her is in water

This is Thailand

The girl approaches protag and "scares off" a creepy guy and "opens up" to imply she was dater*ped by a guy like that

Now the girl had her on her bike

Supposedly this was a trip with bf but he bailed

But he did pay for it

Girl hides from a live stream shot

Girl is making fun of her for being terminally online but that is her job??? Like irl

She sells products and travel stuff

She doesn't have another job??

We don't actually see girl go inside the suite

Protag sweet wide open upon return

Her stuff got tossed and jacked

Passport gone, she's technically stranded

Called bf he blamed her for her stuff getting stolen

Very controlling

She said they should break up and he just ignored her and said call me in the AM when you aren't upset

Girl is taking a bunch of pictures of her with hey phone

Prevented her from shooting at their original location and no service once they got there (Island) one way off her boat

Sees tally's on a log eight days

This is literally her hunting ground

OMG she's telling her her WHOLE plan

Fucking savage

She said i'll give you four days

Ofc the girl laughs like it was a joke

Girl seems to be anti influencer specifically??

Says they are self centered

Protag finally admits lonely

Then to give us a "maybe she deserves it feeling"

The girl confirms sarcastically she is the center of the universe

WHOA title comes in late

Using the same voiceover i think

Now that girl stranded the protag

Did we literally get her name ever???

Girl took over her social media - not only do they look nothing alike the girl has a MASSIVE birthmark on half her face

Literally just went through all her old shit photoshopped her face onto old posts clearly an expert at Photoshop

5th victim real serial killer wall

Already hunting for accurate victim

Solo white girl influencer

Stalking

In a way we actually haven't left the main character cleverly - because the villain stole the protag's life

Kinda wild the protag slept on the beach and after she revealed her master plan

New victim knows she has a tail

She didn't really do a lot of research on new vic

Old vic was desperately lonely

New vic is a low key cultist??

She's tries a new approach after trying to lead

She backtracks as a submissive

Offering bait of a fancy place

Success

Problem

Girl didn't account for controlling bf

He did the rose petals thing

So now it's new vic and old vic bf n her in old vic's place (that's paid by bf)

Lolz how she going to get them not to talk to each other

The new vic clocked the girl (again) as they both obviously got their rooms broken into

The thing with all these is the first vic clocked all these things too, she just brushed it off as non sensical

"you're fucking creepy"

That's the trigger

Vic no 2 RIP just had the courage to stick to her instincts

We don't have clear motivations on why she's doing this

And unfortunately it comes off as bitches be crazy

Like everyone is just clocking an inherent wrongness to her but we don't know why she is doing it so it's just boadering on crazy people are dangerous

She still has to deal with the guy

There's activity on vic no 1's account..but she has the phone??

She's working several angles

He can tell from the posts she made it's not vic #1 clearly illustrating that she can't see things about people others can and probably doesn't bother to anti-social tendencies and that's why she didn't consider s bf would come after her (also she's cocky and doesn't do enough research)

It also very clear he just uses that line on women but that doesn't mean he can't recognize fundamental things she probably can't

*SA !!!

Well an aporoximation

This sets up a strong juxtaposition that the girl just mimics life but doesn't actually know what it is or how to connect with people

Okay flash back

Vic no 1 + bf

Lol not this same guy chattin up

I'm not saying this guy wouldn't be able to point out the weather phenomenon he's obviously a busy body but they could have had him talk longer ro make it seem realistic

Wow vic no 1 bestie said bf can do better but like??? He's shitty, they are both shitty???

Bf found the trail of bredcimbs of doctored posts because he is also a media guy and can tell

Looks like she cleared out but she is still there

He got the drop on her

The writers are dragging both characters

They are both shitty

She's making a play

It must have been difficult to get that underwater shot

She got the drop on him

She's a bit like villanelle without the explanation

Ok the bestie is just the embodiment of fake ass fakers

She's keeping the vic 1 identity but trashing the bf identity

Back on the island

Surprised vic no 1 isn't dead

We got one big hint she was hiding some..talents but that's it

Found and buried the other two girls

Still got her shoes

Got a mean sunburn

Found her bf

Didn't kill her, left her, not surprising bro does she know how to get back?

We didn't need to know how exactly she survived but it wasn't a big pay off because honestly the only character we got a read on was the bf and he didn't matter

It's a month, the weather is good generally except rainy season (there's wayer), no predators, if you can fish you can figure it out for a month

But she was.. Emotionally in a shit place and isolation should have exacerbated that..

[benedictf]

The time has come to bid you all farewell.

For those who can't be arsed to read a long-winded explanation, I will be deactivating my Facebook, Twitter and Instagram accounts on New Year's Eve.

I am letting you know, so you don't think I committed the cardinal sin and unholiest of all unholies by "de-friending" you. I may be back online at some point, but probably not for a while. I believe my connections will still be intact if I do decide to return; if sense prevails and these platforms are finally subjected to proper policing for the spread of lies and ever-more obscene ways to serve quinoa and avocado in a bowl fashioned out of frozen puppy puke.

I have also decided to make it a top priority to quit the UK in 2020. So, I bid you adieu here and now, in case our connections were solely on social media. It's been a blast!

The longer version:

No, it hasn't!

Over the last decade, it has become apparent that social media has been the leading cause of human decay, planetary annihilation and the spread of a pathogen more destructive than the most apocalyptic virus know to man: stupidity, spread through misinformation and vanity. If you think this is an extreme, over-exaggeration of where we are today, please try harder and look again.

Bullshit spread about immigrants, sexualities not openly accepted in a book about a bearded dude in a dress (who insisted on going by his über-hetero drag name of "The Fisher of Men" and has been the poster-pup of plenty-o-paedo priests over the centuries), climate change and the dim-witted cry of "sovrinteeeee" has been swallowed willingly by the idiocracy. A bitter pill that will serve as a cyanide tablet for those that have been so willing to lap it up.

The world has lurched so far to the right through populism and bitter resentment of difference, that staying on these platforms would be hypocritical, as I denounce their existence.

The UK, soon to be remembered as the Kingdom formerly known as United, has sunk so low in a mire of blind, extreme conservativism, hatred and racism that it has, in an extraordinarily short time, become unrecognisable. The decision to leave our home has not been taken lightly, and I have been fighting as valiantly as possible to slap those of a more-persuadable disposition to realise how our country was being attacked by the wealthy, corrupt zealots we see in power today: grotesquely vile puppet-masters and their extraordinarily cretinous, backward, self-serving puppets.

I'm reasonably certain the referendum and subsequent elections were stolen from the sane, using vast swathes of illegality; so, don't let all the blame fall at the feet of those unwilling to believe such politics could play out; with their staunch, once-centrist political leanings. But they have, and I trust the pain of realisation in the coming years will serve as a lesson to pass on to their children (the lesson all those history classes should have taught them, back when what brand of anti-acne wash to use before their first snog was the largest of their troubles).

I am saying goodbye, because I have made a concerted effort to utilise the better aspects of social media; to inform, create, entertain or just vent my spleen. I have cemented some firm eFriendships along the way and used it to good effect, in order to remember people's names after meeting them at the pub. Next time you see me scribbling something unintelligible on the back of my hand with an old fashioned thing we used to call a pen, you'll know why.

The harder aspect of relocating will, besides finding a job to enable this expatriation, of course, be the distance to the elder younglings. But, with the reactions of "wha'evah", "cool...foreign holidays!" and "once I'm done at uni, I'm joining you and leaving this Nazi shithole!" have helped somewhat. Their reaction to me leaving Facebook was an impertinent, but expected, united sigh of relief, to say the least. I don't expect any move to be in the next six months, but hope it will be within twelve; as I can't handle another year of Katie Hopkins threatening to suck-off Nigel's Fromage if he plays a game of soggy biscuit with Jacob Greased-Hog and Piers Organ over a blue passport.

So, without further ado, I tip the cap that I uselessly use to cover my balding pate, try to do a click of the heels, fuck it up and fall arse-over-tit and embrace you all in a weird and clumsy virtual way, as I set the timer for the deactivation to T-minus 31st December 2019.

It actually has been a blast, and I love you all.

❤️

P.S. Of course, some of you may have witnessed my failed attempts at quitting many things before, so who knows how this extraordinarily over-dramatic departure will play out...