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The reason we can type, “Donald Trump is a rapist of children” without being sued by said individual is because it is true.
Donald John Trump, the current 47th president, is a child rapist who threatened to kill the same little girls he raped.
Sue me. He can’t since … he is.
Trump as President feels like a prison sentence for a crime we did not commit.
It’s why we are so angry. There is such an injustice we have been subjected to, but also incredibly lied about for a decade.
I voted again. I got my sticker.
I need a brighter future for our kids.
I couldn’t keep my pregnancy a secret for 12 weeks. I couldn’t keep it a secret for 12 minutes. All I ever wanted was to be called, “Mommy.”
Not everyone feels that way. Some feel that way & they can’t because the government doesn’t like their pronoun.
Vote like we all matter.
Under Donald, Democrats have been deflated; deflated, but not done.
Democracy helps get decided today. Show up for everyone, not the top 1%.
It is going to be quite difficult to go out and vote today. The cold makes my spinal cord injury seize up. Please don’t let that lead you to believe that I am not voting for every liberal on the ticket — with or without pain.
This is our moment.
Today is the day.
It’s time.
Weeks ago, my doctor asked my insurance to approve of Botox because my scalp & face are so tight from multiple head injuries— I can’t see well anymore.
I stopped complaining about migraines when my eyes stopped focusing. They canceled because insurance hasn’t said okay. 🤬😭
Yesterday, I couldn’t make it out of the house to do things I wanted to do with my husband who took the day off. I tried so hard. I was in so much pain, moving was killing me.
Today, it’s a very different day. I am starting to be able to even feel specifics with my feet & hands.
Maryland,
Vote YES to questions 1 and 3 on November 3rd.
MAGA is outright lying, saying Wes Moore wants the same thing as Trump. Trump is a scared and poor loser.
I’m about to see the Nightmare Before Christmas for free at the local theater. The kids are all dressed up and I snuck a ton of candy in my purse by removing my wallet. It’s HALLOWEEN, baby!
What you may not know about me; I tried to go to school to become a minister of sorts. I got homesick. I was 17. By 18, I was trying to go to Kazakstan to be a missionary after the love of my life broke my heart and I was clueless what God wanted from me.
1990’s me was at church
A LOT. Choir Monday, Youth Group Wednesday, Friday outreach, Saturday coffee house, Sunday was an all day thing with two services.
I WANTED. I was told to seek so I did. I was told to self reflect. I saw everything, but what was happening most of the time.
What is the church