How draining must it be to keep track of all these personalities, Patricia. You talk about yourself in the third person then cock up by using ālā.
To be a good liar, you must first have an excellent memory.
You post that your poor follower has been harassed on here - who sent her here? Who encouraged her and the other tangotastic twats to praise you on The Scottish Scum post or youād block them? I mean what grown ass person with an iota of self respect does that?
Youāve shown your stalking, obsessive ways over Yam/Jodie for a very long time talking about her, posting about her, taking photos from her socials from years ago and reposting them with a twisted narrative that suits your agenda that proves to rational normal people
you are the stalker. Not her or us.
Your receipts for yam are the same as your receipts for Paul, non-existent. You doctor them to suit your narrative. You contacted Paulās daughter showing messages you had sent him, telling her to stop him from contacting you. You did it with glitz, with me and probably several others on here. Your MO always lets you down. You think you are intelligent which is part of your problem. But when put into action you have nothing but being able to shout the loudest using your keyboard. This was proved in the kebab shop debacle- Iāve
harder things than you.
Oh and to me youāre entertainment; like watching Jezza back in the day. Iām not obsessed Iām highly amused and the fact you come here under what is it now 8 different anonymous accounts and talk to yourself is a psychiatrists wet dream. All whilst posting about the sad A cups on insta forgetting you have more accounts than any of us and you cannot see either the irony or the hypocrisy in this.
I use you, your ā lifeā to talk to my children (adults legally now btw, that have never had photos themselves sandwiched between photos of me in cheap ass made in China ālingerieā or me sitting on an Alexa whilst trying to look sexy and alluring but really looking constipated) what type of life you will have if you do not have self respect, self belief or self worth. I show my sons about how women catfish, gaslight and manipulate. That they are gold diggers just like you and how to spot them and avoid them. And whilst lots of talented young people do make a career and a living out of OF most end up like you, a sad middle aged woman selling both their privacy, their soul and destroying their family all for less than the cost of a non-yellow sticker tesco meal deal a day.
You the beast of Bedfordshire are a beacon, a public service announcement, someone we should all use to show what can happen to a person when arrogance, jealousy, self loathing and a sense of their own self importance penetrates their every fibre so the ugliness and hatred oozes from their pores like the sweat from under your udders. That chasing the next like, sub or adoration from an online network can literally set your whole world on fire.