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Well then share it here, that shit sounds hilarious.
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Brye always gives me “my dad’s friends paid too much attention to me” vibes.
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Well then share it here, that shit sounds hilarious.
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Brye always gives me “my dad’s friends paid too much attention to me” vibes.
Jacq might be my deathfat death pool pick. She looks absolutely awful and has been reusing the same photos for a year. I can’t imagine being that fat, losing it (and receiving mountains of praise for it), and gaining it all back and then some. The edema this time around is horrid. She did it to herself by not maintaining and jumping straight into surgery, but it’s still objectively sad. She’s had decades to change her habits in a sustainable way but completely gave herself over to her food addiction. And still tries to maintain her wholesome influencer image, which confuses me to no end. Influencers are supposed to be aspirational. She was aspirational ten years ago, when weight loss transformations were huge on Instagram. Now she’s the complete opposite. She’s in way too deep and gives me such acute end of life vibes compared to the other girlies in this thread. I don’t think her body will fare well this time around and I don’t see her coming back from this.
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I was wondering why these deathfat threads aren’t updating fast enough to entertain me, so I decided to go harvest some fresh milk from my favorite fringe cow, Lexi Nimmo. She has been in this thread multiple times, and her two biggest mainstream moments came via her angry social media statements that you must be attracted to fat people lest you be a bigot, and her appearance on the Dr. Phil Show where she claimed there is nothing wrong with obesity (Obese to Beast was also on that episode, I can’t imagine too many of you missed it entirely).
She slowed down on social media since the Dr. Phil appearance, and while sheer embarrassment would have been a good enough explanation, she eventually did come out and say something about being diagnosed with a chronic illness. I don’t remember if she said back then that it was fibromyalgia, but at least now in October, 2024, she is claiming to have fibromyalgia.
I do not have Instagram and I refuse to look at TikTok, so I’m sure there’s milk I’ve missed, but when I gave her a google today, I found she’s now a published author!
The biography below the poem reads:
Here is her shitty poem:
No Rest For The Afflicted
Sweet Lidwina, what ailed you?
A spritely young girl, rollicking in the brisk Holland air
If only they’d known the ice you skated upon was so thin
The pain you must’ve felt long before the fall, sweet Lidwina.
Seraphic Lidwina full of faith and unwavering hope,
They chronicled your mythos as one of holy valor
I wish you needn’t be so resilient, little lion-heart with bones of glass
Oh the loss of what could’ve been, seraphic Lidwina.
Starving Lidwina, did they not understand your hunger for rest?
A single date, a bit of apple, a swig of watered wine
Morsels becoming mountains in your aching jaw, stone against your teeth
I wonder if pious fasting was the simpler explanation, starving Lidwina.
Stoic Lidwina, pure soul armored with heavens impenetrable love,
Your bedroom a sacred basilica in which you took respite
Desecrated by your trusted priest and defiled by soldiers ordered to guard you
A flightless bird with no defense is only prey in the eyes of a beast, stoic Lidwina.
Selfless Lidwina, did your generous spirit know no bounds?
Nourished only with communion, you filled empty bellies with abundance
Cured the sick with healing prayer despite your perpetual suffering
The humble servant you strived to be was a heroine to others, selfless Lidwina.
Saint Lidwina, who knew the weight of the cross
Body curved like the Schiedamse Schie, frozen from that fateful winter’s day
Who carried her burden with unfathomable grace until death granted her repose
Please pray for me, that I may find serenity sooner, Saint Lidwina.
By Alexandra Nimmo
[ed note: I don’t know if you noticed, but it’s by Alexandra Nimmo!]
I suffered through the stupid poem, then I wondered who Saint Lidwina was, so I googled her, and of course the first hit is the Wikipedia article on Saint Lidwina. Wikipedia has its flaws, but if I just want a quick background on a historical figure or something basic like that, it works fine. Lidwina is apparently the paitroness saint of chronic pain, as she was disabled as a teenager from an ice skating injury, and later became more disabled, probably from multiple sclerosis.
Clearly, Lexi, oh, I mean, ~AlExAnDrA~ now, is comparing herself to a holy picture of suffering, but what strikes me most about the poem is that it basically just takes the “Life” and first paragraph of the “biographies” subsections of the Wikipedia article, removes the gory bits, and turns the rest into a quatrain structure with some frilly alliteration.
Lidwina was born in Schiedam, Holland, one of nine children. Her father was a laborer. At age 15, she was ice skating when she fell and broke a rib. She never recovered and became progressively disabled for the rest of her life. Her biographers state that she became paralyzed except for her left hand and that great pieces of her body fell off, and that blood poured from her mouth, ears, and nose. Today, some posit that Saint Lidwina is one of the first known multiple sclerosis patients and attribute her disability to the effects of the disease and her fall.[1]
After her fall, Lidwina fasted continuously and acquired fame as a healer and holy woman.[2] The town officials of Schiedam, her hometown, promulgated a document (which has survived) that attests to her complete lack of food and sleep.[1] At first she ate a little piece of apple, then a bit of date and watered wine, then river water contaminated with salt from the tides. The authenticating document from Schiedam also attests that Lidwina shed skin, bones, parts of her intestines, which her parents kept in a vase and which gave off a sweet odor. These excited so much attention that Lidwina had her mother bury them.[3]
Lidwina was credited with many acts of curing and charity, providing abundant food and nourishment to the needy that miraculously multiplied or lasted longer than expected.[4]
Lidwina died at the age of 52.[4]
It’s not exactly plagiarism, but I feel like she sat down with her laptop one day and said, “I want to write a poem,” then thought of what made her special (fat obviously didn’t work), and googled “famous women with chronic pain,” found the Wikipedia article for Saint Lidwina, read the first part, figured that was enough research, then just added some strained metaphors and called it a day.
If it was just the poem, I probably wouldn’t have commented on it, It’s so boring and who cares, but she is so clearly leaning on a wikipedia article for her “art” and it‘s just so jaw-droppingly pathetic I had to share.
Like Anna’s munchie arc, I am curious to see where this goes!
eta: link to poetry website
She slowed down on social media since the Dr. Phil appearance, and while sheer embarrassment would have been a good enough explanation, she eventually did come out and say something about being diagnosed with a chronic illness. I don’t remember if she said back then that it was fibromyalgia, but at least now in October, 2024, she is claiming to have fibromyalgia.
I do not have Instagram and I refuse to look at TikTok, so I’m sure there’s milk I’ve missed, but when I gave her a google today, I found she’s now a published author!
The biography below the poem reads:
“Alexandra Nimmo is an actress (Grand Theft Auto Online 2024) and social media content creator (@lexinimmo) based in Nashville, TN. Alexandra is a self-taught, emerging poet with no previous publications. A multidisciplinary artist since early childhood, she rediscovered the healing power of poetry and painting while navigating her Fibromyalgia diagnosis and subsequent mental health struggles. Alexandra is currently working on a full length poetry collection with original illustrations exploring the unsightly truths of living with a chronic illness, in hopes of helping those with similar experiences feel seen and provide much needed insight to others.”
Don’t forget the self-aggrandizing, wannabe Ecstasy of Saint Teresa photo!
Don’t forget the self-aggrandizing, wannabe Ecstasy of Saint Teresa photo!
Here is her shitty poem:
No Rest For The Afflicted By Alexandra Nimmo
OCTOBER 5, 2024 / THE RISING PHOENIX REVIEWNo Rest For The Afflicted
Sweet Lidwina, what ailed you?
A spritely young girl, rollicking in the brisk Holland air
If only they’d known the ice you skated upon was so thin
The pain you must’ve felt long before the fall, sweet Lidwina.
Seraphic Lidwina full of faith and unwavering hope,
They chronicled your mythos as one of holy valor
I wish you needn’t be so resilient, little lion-heart with bones of glass
Oh the loss of what could’ve been, seraphic Lidwina.
Starving Lidwina, did they not understand your hunger for rest?
A single date, a bit of apple, a swig of watered wine
Morsels becoming mountains in your aching jaw, stone against your teeth
I wonder if pious fasting was the simpler explanation, starving Lidwina.
Stoic Lidwina, pure soul armored with heavens impenetrable love,
Your bedroom a sacred basilica in which you took respite
Desecrated by your trusted priest and defiled by soldiers ordered to guard you
A flightless bird with no defense is only prey in the eyes of a beast, stoic Lidwina.
Selfless Lidwina, did your generous spirit know no bounds?
Nourished only with communion, you filled empty bellies with abundance
Cured the sick with healing prayer despite your perpetual suffering
The humble servant you strived to be was a heroine to others, selfless Lidwina.
Saint Lidwina, who knew the weight of the cross
Body curved like the Schiedamse Schie, frozen from that fateful winter’s day
Who carried her burden with unfathomable grace until death granted her repose
Please pray for me, that I may find serenity sooner, Saint Lidwina.
By Alexandra Nimmo
[ed note: I don’t know if you noticed, but it’s by Alexandra Nimmo!]
I suffered through the stupid poem, then I wondered who Saint Lidwina was, so I googled her, and of course the first hit is the Wikipedia article on Saint Lidwina. Wikipedia has its flaws, but if I just want a quick background on a historical figure or something basic like that, it works fine. Lidwina is apparently the paitroness saint of chronic pain, as she was disabled as a teenager from an ice skating injury, and later became more disabled, probably from multiple sclerosis.
Clearly, Lexi, oh, I mean, ~AlExAnDrA~ now, is comparing herself to a holy picture of suffering, but what strikes me most about the poem is that it basically just takes the “Life” and first paragraph of the “biographies” subsections of the Wikipedia article, removes the gory bits, and turns the rest into a quatrain structure with some frilly alliteration.
Life
Lidwina was born in Schiedam, Holland, one of nine children. Her father was a laborer. At age 15, she was ice skating when she fell and broke a rib. She never recovered and became progressively disabled for the rest of her life. Her biographers state that she became paralyzed except for her left hand and that great pieces of her body fell off, and that blood poured from her mouth, ears, and nose. Today, some posit that Saint Lidwina is one of the first known multiple sclerosis patients and attribute her disability to the effects of the disease and her fall.[1]
After her fall, Lidwina fasted continuously and acquired fame as a healer and holy woman.[2] The town officials of Schiedam, her hometown, promulgated a document (which has survived) that attests to her complete lack of food and sleep.[1] At first she ate a little piece of apple, then a bit of date and watered wine, then river water contaminated with salt from the tides. The authenticating document from Schiedam also attests that Lidwina shed skin, bones, parts of her intestines, which her parents kept in a vase and which gave off a sweet odor. These excited so much attention that Lidwina had her mother bury them.[3]
Lidwina was credited with many acts of curing and charity, providing abundant food and nourishment to the needy that miraculously multiplied or lasted longer than expected.[4]
Lidwina died at the age of 52.[4]
Biographies
Several hagiographical accounts of her life exist. One of these states that while the soldiers of Philip of Burgundy were occupying Schiedam, a guard was set around her to test her fasts, which were authenticated.[1] It is also reported that four soldiers abused her during this occupation, claiming that Lidwina's swollen body was due to her being impregnated by the local priest rather than from her sickness.[1]It’s not exactly plagiarism, but I feel like she sat down with her laptop one day and said, “I want to write a poem,” then thought of what made her special (fat obviously didn’t work), and googled “famous women with chronic pain,” found the Wikipedia article for Saint Lidwina, read the first part, figured that was enough research, then just added some strained metaphors and called it a day.
If it was just the poem, I probably wouldn’t have commented on it, It’s so boring and who cares, but she is so clearly leaning on a wikipedia article for her “art” and it‘s just so jaw-droppingly pathetic I had to share.
Like Anna’s munchie arc, I am curious to see where this goes!
eta: link to poetry website
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Her voice is so grating and annoying.
It doesn't rhyme because it's free verse but free verse is still supposed to have a rhythm to it like natural speech. It doesn't have to have the same kind of strict meter a rhyming poem has but even for free verse it's pretty shitty. Made worse by the fact she stole a lot from Wikipedia.
Fat bitch writes some feels.
Strains to make something sound good.
Fails and we all laugh.
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This entire time I thought your profile pic was Johnathan yaniv haha.
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More poetry:
She doesn't update often. This is the second most recent video at a month old.
Strangely, Marissa has also gotten into raving, and she too was at one a month ago. Same event, maybe?
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Fuck that's pathetic.
But you know what would work? Losing the fucking weight. I mean there's delusional and then there's this.
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Is that Lexinimmo just making shit up for her bio? There are no established “stages” in fibromyalgia, nor is it a neurological condition (other than possibly some dysregulation in pain perception). And five medications? Tell me you don’t understand the need for lifestyle changes without telling me etc.
It’s not that I don’t have sympathy for those with fibromyalgia, I do. But I have no sympathy for the ones that just go muh fibro and use it as an excuse to score pity points while doing everything they can to exacerbate their symptoms. Like weighing 400 elbees and gaining because HAES.
It’s not that I don’t have sympathy for those with fibromyalgia, I do. But I have no sympathy for the ones that just go muh fibro and use it as an excuse to score pity points while doing everything they can to exacerbate their symptoms. Like weighing 400 elbees and gaining because HAES.
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I’m overjoyed at Lizzo’s weight loss. It makes me feel like anything’s possible. She just seems so much more put together and intelligent in general after her “canceling” and subsequent weight loss. Really makes me wonder how much of her annoying, loud, sexual, sassy black woman persona was an act for attention when really she’s a business savvy, classically trained musician.
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Looking at Lexi Nimmo's Insta, I notice that she's able to go to music festivals just fine, as well as nights out at the theatre, and other fun excursions. She is clearly not being hindered from doing the things she really wants to do, which a classic munchie/malingerer trait.
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That's some Vogon level poetry. I love how cringe the gesticulation is being that she's so squat and fat.
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Or this new version of Lizzo is as fake as the Nasa filters she clearly uses. Only time will tell really.
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So the spa has been abandoned it seems and they have run off with the money probably. Last update in June Last IG post on her private and spa account in June. What a great way to grift thousands of dollars.
Spa lady also wrote a yoga book some years ago.
Spa lady also wrote a yoga book some years ago.
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YOU READ MY MIND. I even had a comment written out in that post but deleted it.
She has other wigs/weaves/whatever in her other videos:
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Vogon poetry at least has some worth even if it's just to torture people. What she read was just boring old shit thinly disguised as "feel bad for me" stuff.
That's not planking. Her ass is way too high and she only lasted barely 25 seconds. If you can't plank for at least a minute then you shouldn't be showing off.
You want to impress somebody? Do it for five minutes. And the world record? Something like 8 hours.