Oh, goodie, another routine video full of performative fakery, with Ruby lie-squinting her way through pretentious lies and pretending to do shit she never does because she needed to shoehorn in the sponsor (which she also never uses).
Another bad AMMILEEE DICKINSON rip-off poem about random backyard foliage.
Another video of Ruby rambling yet again about the EPHAMMERAL NATURE OF THINGS because she desperately wants to be TWALVE AGANN.
Another video of Ruby dressing like a child and twirling AVVER-SYO-WHIMSICALLEEEEEEEEY in her desolate garden wasteland.
Another "routine" video full of wonky timescales.
Another video featuring undeclared ads and ED habits.
Another video of the wind mercilessly assaulting the mic and making her yammering inaudible.
Another video of Ruby trying to dislocate her spine with uncoordinated gymnastics to get out of going back to uni.
Another video of Ruby moaning about how, as a society, "WE" keep doing things that only happen in Ruby's withered mind.
"'RYEETEEN' syeems loike the wrong waahrd to yeeze for this videeeyow."
Newsflash, Ruby: Most of those words sound pretty wrong with that fake accent.
"Flowers
don't have a yeese."
Someone get science on the phone: The numerous medicinal properties of flowers and plants no longer apply; Ruby has decided that flowers don't have any use other than decorative.
"With something like potatoes...even if you only harvest them once...they're available all year round because we can get them from supermarkets. But with flowers, you can only GAT THAM and only access them and only smell them ONCE A YEAR."