Hello, hello my dear friends. Welcome back. I don’t know about you, but I for one am sick and tired of Meghan Markle’s lies and nonsense. In my opinion, the woman Prince Harry picked to be his wife is nothing but a slimy, spineless weasel. Every single word that slithers out of that orifice she calls a mouth is nothing but a festering pile of hot garbage. And with her latest lie about a medical scare after a pregnancy—when she was never pregnant with Archie or Lilibet—is the straw that broke the camel’s back.
For me, Meghan Markle should be a professional liar. She lies like it’s her job, like the truth is some foreign language she’s too lazy to learn. Day after day, month after month, year after year, that scallywag weaves her pathetic web of deceit thinking everyone’s too stupid to see through it. But here’s the kicker: Meghan is the delusional fraud we all know. Every exaggerated tale, every fake sob story, is a neon sign screaming, “I’m a desperate, hollow shell of a human being.” Here’s the issue: Meghan doesn’t even lie well.
It feels like it’s amateur hour every time she opens that cesspool called a mouth. I wonder what it must be like living in a twisted, delusional fantasy where Meghan is the star of her own pathetic show. It must be exhausting keeping track of all the threads she spins. The talentless hack Prince Harry married is not clever or smart. Meghan just appears to be smart because she is next to a complete dolt like Harry. And anyone standing next to that idiot will instantly appear smarter. When really, Meghan is a walking train wreck, and the only one who doesn’t see it is Meghan.
People don’t trust her. They don’t respect her. And she continues to keep on lying like the sad little clown that she is. Meghan has lied about being pregnant. Meghan has lied about having a miscarriage. Meghan has lied about wanting to end her life. Meghan has lied about being Maltese. Meghan has lied about being Nigerian. Meghan has lied about being Italian. And now Meghan is lying about a serious condition that affects women who are or were pregnant—when she was never pregnant. I can only speak for myself, but I am actually quite offended.
Prince Harry’s silly wife thinks she is fooling me with her tall tales and mistruths. The only thing Meghan is fooling is the mirror, and even that is starting to crack. Everything Harry’s wife has shown about herself tells me that she is a rancid, gutless parasite who likes to use and abuse people. She’s a walking landfill of lies so putrid they’d make a sewer rat gag. Every word Meghan spews is a steaming heap of horseshit, and she’s got the gall to think anyone’s buying it.
The trollop and pathological liar is so vile, so utterly pathetic, that even Pinocchio would call her a disgrace. The truth isn’t just a stranger to Meghan—it’s a restraining order. And Meghan would still stalk it with her clumsy, laughable fictions. Can I just go off for a moment and be ultra petty here, my friends? Because I think we are all sick and tired of Meghan’s lies and nonsense. Meghan is a bottom-feeding con artist, a sniveling coward who would choke on honesty if it ever accidentally slipped past those lying, rotten lips.
Everyone sees her for the fraudulent sack of filth she is. Every overblown story, every act, is a billboard screaming, “I’m a miserable, soulless fraud who would sell my own mother for a cheap applause.” Not only is Meghan bad at lying, she is a masterclass in self-destruction, delusion, and fumbling the bag—which should be studied. Meghan is a pitiful clown dancing in a circus of her own crap. She is a grotesque, delusional harlot puking lies so rancid they would make a vulture hurl. Every word she spits out is a toxic sludge of deceit, a steaming pile of excrement so foul it could peel the paint off the walls.
Meghan is not just a pathological liar, but a dirty, rotten scoundrel who has launched a war against reality. A spineless, drooling cretin who’d gargle broken glass before letting a shred of truth escape that gaping hole she calls a mouth. Meghan’s stories are a shrieking parade of absurdity so outrageous it would make a lunatic blush. And yet, she struts around like some deranged queen of her own crumbling dung heap. Meghan is a leper of trust, a fraud. And people don’t just see through Meghan and her nonsense—they see a black hole of self-loathing. A pathetic, clawing wench addicted to her own lies.
Meghan is a screaming dumpster fire of delusion. The only thing she has ever convinced anyone of is that she is a subhuman stain with zero regard for anyone else except herself. Meghan lives a life of delusional fairy tales, and she has shown her true colors many, many times over. At the end of the day, the only person Meghan Markle cares about is Meghan Markle.
Who does Meghan have in her life? No one. No family. No friends. Nobody. Just her lies and her stories and her exaggerations of truth. Well, I really needed to get all that off my chest. Meghan’s latest lie about having a complication after pregnancy was truly the last straw for me, and I had to call her out on it. But with all that said, my friends, everyone’s got their struggles. And maybe one day Meghan Markle will find a way out of this mess. Maybe one day she will learn to tell the truth.
Somehow, I think we have a better chance of seeing pigs fly than Meghan Markle ever telling the truth. But anyways, my darlings, let me know what you think of Meghan Markle’s non-stop lies and tall tales. And tell me, am I the only one who feels this way and is completely fed up with her non-stop fakery? Let me know in the comments below what you thought of this video, and I will catch you all in the next one. Stay gorgeous, my darlings. Bye.