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Instagram Tags Everyone Hates


– This is a PSA for your face. What up everyone, it’s
your girl Superwoman and honestly, I didn’t
feel like fixing my makeup or fixing my hair, I just
wanted to be my natural self. Is that okay? Can we still vibe? With the rise of social media
came the rise of tomfoolery, am I right? Like, remember back in the day when things were private and
if you did something wack only the seven people in the
room would know about it? But today? Nuh-uh! Okay? The Internet is a display case for all of your trash and mistakes. And that’s exactly why there needs to be a code of conduct between friends, because that’s our only protection, okay? I mean, okay, yeah, we could also just stop doing dumb things, but who the hell is that responsible? So this is my PSA, even though, to be honest,
it should be common sense. Don’t tag your friends in the
following types of pictures: number one: questionable party pics. You guys, let’s take a picture! Come, hurry up! (electronic music)
(party guests chatting) (Lilly gagging) Emphasis on questionable. If I’m at a party and
I’m still on two feet and my mascara’s not down to my chin, yo, take a picture, tag me, I probably look cute. My legs are probably shaved, less to FaceTune. But if I’m at a party and my clothes just aren’t doing their job, you know what I’m talking about, like the bra strap is just down to– that’s the number one sign, the bra strap is just down there, okay, and if I’m not even trying
to conceal my double chin, yeah, don’t tag me! You need to keep that ish private, okay? And I know what you’re thinking, you’re uploading the
picture, tagging me, like, “Oh my god, look at us, (grumbles) “such cute memories, oh my god!” But the thing is, like, I
don’t even remember that night. I was blackout drunk. According to me, that
night never even happened, I don’t even have that outfit, I was never there, I don’t even remember how we’re friends. Not to mention, the only thing that you’re actually reminding me of is that I’m wasting my life, and to be honest, my mom does
that all the time, regularly, so I don’t really need the picture. My hair really bein’ a hot mess right now. I like it. Number two: pictures with my ex. And see, like, you already
know how this goes, because you could be
super loyal to your bae, but then you go to party and
you see your trash ex there and you’re like, yo, I don’t even care about you, my ex, okay? Because my boo at home, yeah, my boo lets me hog the blanket, okay? My boo doesn’t even touch
the thermostat, okay, he just sweats it out. My boo puts my phone in his pocket when we in the club because he knows that my dress ain’t got no pockets, my boo is bomb. I don’t give an F about you! But, then this happens: come on, let’s take a picutre, c’mon! (electronic music) Somehow, some way, a group
picture situation occurs in which your ex and you
are in the same ecosystem and you already know what’s
gonna happen the next day, your bae is gonna wake up like, “I saw you were at a
party last night, huh? “Who was at the party?” and then you just gonna be like, “Party? What? What party? “Oh no, you know what,
it was a solo party. “Actually I was the
only one who showed up, “You know, actually, I don’t
even think I went to a party, “No I was in the bathroom!” “Oh yeah, I saw your ex was there.” And rah, rah, rah, so on and so forth. Don’t tag me in the damn
picture with my ex in it. Because now I’m in the
club holding my own phone because my dress ain’t
got no damn pockets. Yeah, wait for that
video, okay, coming soon. Number three: selfish pics. You ever take a few
pictures with a friend, and by a few, I mean like 45, because let’s be real, these
days, why are we idiots? No one takes one picture anymore. Why is that? Like, it makes no sense. We be taking the exact same picture over and over and over again. You ever take a picture of just food and just like, alright, got one. Let me just take seven more just in case. Why are we doing– there’s too many gigabytes
in the phone, that’s why. Oh my god, I sound like an old person. Anyway, so you have 45
pictures with your friend, and she posts the one where she looks bomb and you look like a steaming pile of turd. Let’s take a picture! Can you take a picture of us? (electronic music) (Lilly sneezes) Here’s the thing, it’s one
thing to post a picture where you’re like, okay, I can see how maybe you thought, you know, this was cute from a distance, an angle, but no, this is just like any sane person could see that I look horrible, like horrible, in this picture. And I know exactly what
you’re trying to do, you’re trying to use my ugliness
to increase your beauty, and you know what? That’s selfish. And to be honest, I’d
do the exact same thing, you just beat me to it. Number four: here in spirit. You ever been in a situation where you could not go to a party but all your friends are at this party having an amazing time,
and you’re just like, really sad about not being there, so then they do this stupid crap? – Guys, let’s take a picture for Lilly. – Let’s do it! (electronic music)
(camera clicking) – Let me get this straight, right? To make me feel better
about not being there, you are going to take a picture and tag me at the place that I am not, because I’m there in spirit? No, you know what would be even sweeter? You not showing me all
the fun you’re having and tagging me in all the fun– letting me know that there
is no fun happening at all. What do you mean there in spirit? What am I, Casper? Don’t be dumb! Yo, what’s cookin’, good lookin’? If you like this video, yo, how many times I gotta tell you? Click subscribe, it’s free, and what’s the worst that’s gonna happen? What, you’re gonna see
my videos on your page? Boo effin’ who, just do it. (laughs) Last video over there, second vlog channel over there, I make new videos every
Monday and Thursday. One love, Superwoman, that is a wrap and zoop, I hope you
have a great day. (kiss)

74 thoughts on “Instagram Tags Everyone Hates

  1. I mean come on, if I'm sneezing, falling down the stairs and throwing up all at the same time….do you really think I want that to be tagged on IG? Absolutely NOT. 🖐🏽 Comment below, please tell me this happens to you too?! 😂

  2. when i say "women aren't funny" i often say it as a joke, but when i watch superwoman i think "wow. women really AREN'T funny". everyone who likes this video isnt funny

  3. Please react to EXO- Tempo and Gugudan- Not That Type (Gugudan is a smaller Kpop group and if you reacted to them I think it would raise their popularity, and they really deserve it they’re really talented)

    Edit: and Twice- Yes or Yes

  4. Ok so I'm on this video and while it's playing I go to the search bar and look up a video and YOUR NEW PROFILE PICTURE POPS UP?! I'm on this video and it looks like you didn't change it which means you CHANGED IT LIKE RIGHT NOW!!! How is it that the MOMENT I'm on your channel for 10 minutes this happens???

  5. Your content sucks rn, I watched this with straight face! .. please Lilly take care and come back with your bombass content.. my gurl Lilly will slay.. and please drink water

  6. Who else is watching Lilly's videos over and over again to fill the void inside cuz she's on break P.S take all the time need Lilly luv u

  7. I was playing Instagram and seeing all of my classmates (not all but almost) on IG was posting the pictures during the road trip that literally last for 3 days. And I didn't go and I feel soooooooo jealous

  8. Whoever you are today I hope you are having a great day! You are a human being in our world and you are a significant person. You mean something in the world whoever you are so don't stop hustling! You are a blessing and continue being a boss in your own way, like Lilly!

  9. Oooh I have one when your friends take pics on their phone and they upload and tag you right after but they never shared the pic with you……… like kay totally if I'm in the pic I obviously don't want the pic

  10. Love you IISuperwomanII!! This is soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  11. you know what, lilly is not my fav really anymore. She has been turning me off with her social justice WARRIOR BS….. but mad mad mad mad respect for being confident enough to film sans makeup. can't hate on her for that. That's cool. I go out with makeup sometimes do and DGAF and love seeing this in other women. we shouldn't have to wear make up EVERY SINGLE day to be accepted.

  12. One time I was literally just having pizza night with my family and my Dad just decided to take a picture . . . My foot was the only thing that showed and my Dad decided it was a good idea to tag my foot . . .

  13. To be fair…at least with the last one you know your friends ACTUALLY ARE thinking about you and wish you were there. 🤷🏻‍♀️

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