#freakingout

Meanwhile at the light at the end of the tunnel…

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The recent furor about the president's racist tropes are deeply disturbing. Equally disturbing is that the president was up late, very late, not praying, not contemplating the fate of freezing Americans and Europeans, not the disintegration of NATO, and of American discourse, but his growing obsessions with with the Obamas.

There's something in a name. To Trump is render powerless the highest card of your opponent. That high card is integrity. He cannot abide it.

I don’t really know where I’m going

I thought that I was filled with knowing until my heart had exploded

For the words on the paper

I chose to destroy it all with an eraser

All of the guns were still loaded

As his bullets hit me one by one

I came to a realization that

My heart had lost

Just realized we have nearly the same bed