I didn’t hear hatred, I heard fear.

And it’s hard to get over when the man makes choices that will more likely than not result in loss of American life, liberty, and pursuit of happiness, ON THE DAILY.

It’s like this: I’m not angry with my father because he was a violent drunk during my childhood. I’ve forgiven him for the things he did to child me.

When I get angry at him, it is because of something his violent, drunk ass did JUST NOW.

Putting things behind us is usually reserved for things that ARE BEHIND US.

Trump is full steam ahead.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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