Dear Mr. Pee Tape Star

Here are a few words aimed at Donald J. Trump. They'll not be pretty.

Dear Mr. 'President', I can't even begin to fathom the anger and disappointment I have built up directed at you. I don't have the strength, I just don't. Everyday, in the news, I see something that you or someone you've picked out, do something, say something, or just in general, BE somewhere, and it's like a nightmare.
It's like I'm in hell.
But my hearts beating.
My lungs take in air.
I think.
I'm alive, but you and your cohorts, your group of robbers have stolen away something precious. Something of value. The very idea that being President of the United States is something that only heroes could do. That only those ENTRUSTED by the American people ALONE could become.

You've stolen that.
Tainted the very idea.
Made it so virulent, so sickening, so disturbed and twisted and disgusting, that, now, when before I used to think great thoughts, now? All I think of is how you keep edging us closer and closer and closer to nuclear annihilation, that you might actually BE the fifth horseman of the apocalypse. Not Famine, War, Pestilence, or Death...

But Ignorance. Bold faced ignorance.
Mr. president, I'm going into the Navy, but I do have serious concerns, and though there are those out there that might seek to demean my serious concerns, I don't really care for their thoughts on the matter. After all, you are the one with the finger on the nuclear button. The one that could wipe all of us out in a heartbeat.

Yeah, different kind of post all together. Before, I was enraged, angry, scared, fearful, paranoid, and absolutely lost in the emotions tied in with the results of your travesty of a Presidency. But I do have these concerns.

Please note, Donald, that this isn't about red vs blue, Republican victory over Democratic. I no longer care that Hillary didn't win, I no longer am upset that you did. I just want justice. That's all. I'm not some cute little girl with a plethora of questions with surprising weight to them, asked in a cute adorable way. I'm a grown, 32 year old man.

I'm wondering if the first time I'm deployed, the first time I set foot on a boat, will be the last time I see my family, my loved ones, my friends again. I'm wondering if it'll only be a few months, weeks, or days until a North Korean boat attacks the one I'm on, or if it'll even get that far into the future before they light up the Base I'm being trained at with a Nuclear missile.

I'm wondering if you're smart enough to actually do this job which you killed a king to get without taking humanity down in the process, due to your own ego being bruised. I'm scared that, no matter what I say, no matter what protests I launch, or pages made, or support gathered, no matter what news reveals about your past, about you dealings, about anything that might grab your attention, if before you get out of office, you end up being the cause for the end of the American Dream?

these are intense thoughts and questions, these are valid fears, coming from someone that feels invisible, that  feels passed over, someone that feels like most days their voice is silenced, not from opposition, but from trying not to become a storm of insults and accusations, as I have been in the past.

Donald, I'm wondering when the moment is, when you'll forget about your duties as Leader of the Free World, forget about the power you wield, forget about the face of your son, and launch us in a third world war with every single one of our enemies all at the same time. I'm wondering about how far you'll go down the rabbit hole to tear away at the Obama's Legacy before to tear a layer too deep and create something that might haunt you for the rest of your life.

This is genuine concern, no longer fueled by rage. concern. I  want to know, directly from your mouth, whether you are going to be the one who destroys the greatest country in the world, the one who breaks the United States into a disbanded union. I want to know if you'll be ready to comprehend the magnitude of horror that might be unleashed upon you, each potentially challenging you more than the next.

I am simply a man with concerns, a man simply worried about his country and fellow countrymen and women, worried about those who've sacrificed so much to protect this great land of ours. I'm worried about the disenfranchised, the poor, the homeless, the destitute, the children who've yet to say their first words, the teenagers who've yet to have their first dance, the college students who've yet to accomplish their goal of graduating.

I'm worried about the legacy you'd be leaving Baron. I worried that you'll act without thinking, led astray by those that aren't with you to guide you, but rather, guide the White House into their own demented fold.

My name is Dr3arms, I don't fear or respect you. but I do fear for what you're beginning to turn the Presidency itself into:

A mockery.

Sincerly, Me

P.S:

I will concede only this:
While in the Navy, while I don't like you in any capacity, my job will be to fight for the interests of the United States of America. If that means for four years you're in the White House, so be it. You'll be replaced.

Take these 50 missiles and shove it.

WEll, well, well.... I mean, just, christ in a fucking basket, Donald, you arrogant tiny fingered masochist son of a bitch, I knew you'd find a way to reignite that lost flame that was keep you and Putin between the sheets for days on end! I just never thought it'd be in the way of launch 50 Tomahawk missile at a bare bones base. What was this? A show of strength? A weak willed attempt at distracting the collective U.S. Psyche away from Russia!?

Oh, how the tiny fingered have fallen, how the micro phallus'd man in the White House has become stained red with the blood of embarrassment! I have to admit, you launching 50 of those bad boys was an impressive headline to read, I thought to myelf, as I sipped some cognac by a roaring fire place, sitting spread eagled in a pleather chair, a monocle on my face, superglued there for reasons of rage, regret, and a John Lennon bet gone horrid, "Trump, you've finally earned some modicum of respect!" But then I watched further and further on down thel ine and I couldn't understand what a twat waste you still are! A bare bones base? Really? for all the shit you've t alked about wanting the Syrnia Refugees to fuck off out of the Uited States, you sure love to place what you'd no doubt call your large number of metapeni into the faces of useless objects.

Trump, you lack luster, blunder fucking, drumpf dumping, cum dumpster of bad ideas and what might've been the origin of brain damaged people getting it on, what the hell are you thinking acting without congressional approval? you've already got four strikes against you, and if this were baseball, you'd be out and a half, but now you've got five strikes aimed squarely at that block of rotten ham you call at a head. Strikes to impeach you, though in a fictional sense, five strikes to the face with a large purple dilldo duct taped to a baseball bat for this monumental fuck up!

the Syrian people need a place to escape to, they dont like the situation theyre in, they loathe it! thats why theyre trying to get into the U.S. because they knew for a god damned fact that shit would go down, and you, like the fucked up Dorian Grey that you truly are, had to take a page out of '50 shades of missile launches' and go all kinds of nuts. I mean, let me give you credit where it's due, you learned how to press a button and make the fire crackers go into the air, yay! tomahawks are no firecrackers, but they ain't no tweets either. These are explosive ordinance, with a dab-whip-nae-nae flight pattern that'd make the harlem shake look like a string of chinese firecrackers on a New Years day. Why not go after the more vital of the syrian Air bases? Or eve, hell, the god damned house of Assad himself, with all fifty missiles aimed right at his fucking head!

no, that'd be too much? Or would you rather the missiles just be like a fish wrapped in a news paper? Because, you know, you have connections to the mob. By the way, your acting fucking sucks, this was one of those times where we needed to see that fire, that plasma bolt of rage, anger, and hatred spew from your fat, super anus lipped head, that shit you used to spin on the campaign trail in regards to this, but no- you still wound up looking like a stupid, little boy who just got whooped. If I want to be wooed to sleep by whispering words that might make even the late Michael Jackson shriek with joy, I'd have listened to the dead people on the dead channels from an old abandoned T.V.

You sounded like a fucking box of crackers being crushed by the worlds stealthiest ssteam roller. Who ever the fuck the osund guy was at Mar a Lago, needs to be congratulated on making your video clip, which, I've got to say was shot with all the grace of a god damned Terrorist VHS. Half your words were garbled as fuck, the other half were all to clear, and it scared the shit out of three of our dogs. I mean, they're little dogs, but what the fuck are you expecting?

the point being, Trump, is that you're going to get your ass fired, much sooner than you'd've liked, I mean, you're getting impeached anyways what with the investigation of the Russians interfering with the election, and implanting your dumb, Russian Ranch dressing fucked ass into the position of them ost powerful person on earth, and the best you could do was launch Tomahawks? Why not a nuke? Why not go all the way to the psycho ball and go out of favor with a healthy green glow? Why not tell the world that you aren't to be fucked with? That you, unlike the pussies before you, have the insanity to fucking nuke the world if it means that you finally get to say that being president is EASIER than expected?

Because you're still the biggest fucking pussy there is, and to be honest, the faster and more frequently you continually fuck up, the happier I'll be. The right answer to the question is that you reopen up immigration to the Syrian Refugees who are currently trying to get the fuck away from assad. You yourself pointed out the beautiful babies and kids were killed in the gas attack, so why not open up immigration especially for the beautiful babies and kids trapped with the psychotic idiot Assad?

Why not do the right thing for once in your most fucked up of presidencies, and I've been paying really close attention to the news, and when you have all them ajor News Channels agreeing that you are a fucked up human being, who should'vel ost the election? Even Fox news was like, "Slow your fucking roll you fat orange faced escaped oompa loompa!" Then, you KNOW for a fact that you are fucking up royally. Look, the american people are finally seeing, not just them, the entire PLANET itself, seeing passed your idiot fables, and your charm, and now, you're just the angry ,sexist, racist, motherfucker behind the podium trying to take out as much of your pent up childhood anger because you're daddy loved his money more then you and you're too god damned scared to drink yourself to death out of a fucking sense of Justice.

You're the president of these United States of America, no one said for how long.

You aren't my president.

Because, we've got a few things to talk about, and I need some new material to add to "Messages to an Illegitimate President" It's all about the fine tuning of topics and the like, or that's what I want to think. Anyways, on the the whole Russian issue, yeah... You thought we'd just move on from that? Nah, we know that Russian did indeed hack the election, that you're as much a president as Billy the Fridge is a troll with a childhood filled with memories of being ignored by his parents, and you know? You two are more alike than you think. You both shoot your mouth off, you're both idiot trolls, and more importantly, I assume that both of you slowly just tear through tissues like no one's beusiness when watching "The Notebook". Trustm e, thatm ovie gets me everytime I don't watch it. Which, come to think of it, I never really have. Strange how that is!

To the point, Drumpf, Now that you're actively shoving shards of fear based crystal meth into every ones eyes, and you're about to set the world ablaze in giant, green, mushroom clouds of death and alternative facts, now that you've made Shinzo Abe develop a paranoid fear of Oompa Loompas, and now that, we'll you're slow idiot voice and pretentious Alternative conducting has hypnotized America into believe you're a far greater asshole than anyone realy knows... Let's talk about Putin some Trump cards on his spotted dick. Ha! I was able to putt that one off! i'm actually kind of amazed there, but more to the point, Donald, go fuck yourself. I still have TIA and we are having the greatest conversation in the world, why, out side of being the political dick puppet of the Republican Party, which means Steve Bannon is the REAL president here, so this probably should be directed at HIM.

Dear racist fuck headed nutless sack of dog shit, set on fire and flung into Milo's dinner for them onth. go fuck yourself, you stupid bitch. I hope, that like your ancestors victims, the people that hate you the most, for every reason imaginable to ring your fat swaddled neck till it pops off like the orgasms you've never given your wife, because like Trump, who might as well be the reincarnation of Hitler if he were a sad, angry, tired, sweaty mold covered ball of three month of ground beef left in a trassh heap for god knows how long, you both have belly buttons where your dicks should be, and in your hands, a calculator might as well be a surf board, because you have stupid tiny hands.

Also, props to Rosie o Donald for cosplaying as you, I mean really, what greater way to say fuck you, than by having the Jester King's enemy dress up like you! It's a beuatiful year, because everyone fucking hates everyone you've given a place in the white house. I mean, really, Bannon, I've never met you, and I wish upon you, a fate that's equal to being slowly half eaten by several strains of flesh eating bacteria. Though, in retrospect, they'd probably retreat into god know what area of the world where that infectious, blunt, poisoned baby you dared call a website, isn't readable. Probably a place without Wifi. whihc, in the short term, is what Trump currently is. He's without his Wife by his side.

Also, Kelly Ann Conway, you damned scarecrow looking swamp hag. I'm sure there are people in the world that like you just the way you are, but I'm not one of them. Look, kudos for running a winning campaign, but you're ass is going to get fired, and there's not going to be any second chances for you. Seriously, I don't... actually care about you. It's not a gender, religion, or political thing, I just in general don't really care for you. there's bot really much to say except shut the fuck up, or you're getting fired just as fast as Drumpf loses his erection anytime he see any other color besides gold when he pees.

Meh, kind of a shit post...

Fuck you Donald Drumpf

Dear Donald J. Trump I've got words for you, and you are NOT going to like them at all, and apparently, neither will my FB friends that support you. You know a lot, but most of the stuff you say isn't factual. It's Alt-Factual. Otherwise known as a fucking lie.
I know!
Someone is actually calling you out, DIRECTLY, on your bullshit! And I'm not being nice about it either! In fact, I've never been nice about being the meanest S.O.B. to write a book of messages to a illegitimate president! Because you aren't in my eyes, nope. That's right, I am an election result denier! Kind of like how you're a Reality denier! weird how all of that works, isn't it?
You get your news from brietbart.com, which shits out more fake news into your eyeball mouths than your daddy ever did about why he was dressed as a ghost and it wasn't even Howl'o'ween. Look, I get that you're currently enraptured in summoning the four horsemen of the apocalypse for President Bannon, because you're just a place holder for the Vice President, who, sad to say, given his views on Marriage Equality, will be an even better president than you'll ever pretend to be!
This isn't a man throwing shade, no. This is a man throwing a fucking black hole at you, one that simply grows and grows, forever enveloping you in stone cold disrespect. For while you might be the commander in Cheeto dust,you are still a vile, intolerable, mistake of the human genome being formed, presumable while all the greek gods finally died of shame when the god of Orgies took it a few steps too far, and Zeus would up with a glitter trap between his butt cheeks and Hermes winged sandals were in Hades mouth for some reason.
In summary, you're bat shit crazy, unqualified, inexperienced in not trying to blow yourself in a fiery green radioactive mushroom cloud of disappointed tweets and rule 34 search results. Of what, you may be asking? Something only you'd find interesting. and no one will ever guess what that is, unless there was a document out there that directly stated what your perversion was.
It's screaming at baby pandas until you turn a darker fifty shades of shut-the-fuck-up-you-annoying-orange-copyright-infringement. Yes, it took balls to write this DIRECTLY at you.
And I do have giant hands, I can swat a nest of bees and feel confident knowing I don't need to post videos of myself looking like I have the worst case of volatile constipation in the world, but there's a Sudoku puzzle right in front of me, and logic dictates that I'll have to crap myself before walking away from one that's unsolved.
Go fuck yourself Drumpf. We all know the truth, which is why you will never be allowed at the lemonade stand located in front of a mattress store, ever again.

Dear Trump Supporters, you have my sympathies.

First, there are many things that need to be stated, for those of you who participated in the #womensmarch, thank you. I wish I could've, but my priorities are a bit tied up at the moment. The fact that there are so many of you who realize what a nightmare scenario you've landed yourself into leads me to believe that you've finally awoken to see behind the flash and whizbang of Donald Trump, and see the ridiculous nightmare creature that hath been born.

you voted for him to build a wall, and yet he backtracked on it. You voted for him because you wanted 'Crooked Hillary' to be locked away and he didn't do that. You voted for him because you were sick of Obamacare, and he put the sickle to it's throat, and laughed snidely at your horrified expressions as he sawed slowly and deliberately to kill that which protected your health. Donald Trump is the Russian version of the Manchurian Candidate, put in power by Russian President Vladimir Putin to show just how corrupt the U.S. is, through misdirection and magic tricks. you poor, forgotten people were used by the man you idolized, and promptly forgotten once again as soon as he was done with you, as Donald Has done with many others once they've served their role.

Sean Spicer, and many of his Cabinet are in the same predicament, they represent only part of his total psychology, only valuable to him if they continue being useful. Sean, himself stated it plain and clearly, "He asks you to say it, and you say it." in simplified terms. Now having sworn the oath of President, presumably with fingers crossed, and giggling like a vengeful school boy, he turns his attention on how best to vindictively get back at all those who laughed at him. In essence, Donald is a figurative Mass Shooter. His ammunition? The powers of president and all that it entails. His manuscript and mouth piece? Sean Spicer, his cabinet members, and congress, and soon the Supreme Court. His list of victims? All of his critics, his enemies, those whom a scared, scarred, paranoid, thin skinned, angry little man who has mostly enshrined himself in towers of gold, statues of himself, and reminders that he and he alone is the most important person in the world, and no one else matters if they make fun of him.

You have my sympathies, for the most part, you have my condolences for the potential loss of loved ones, family members, grandparents, aunts, uncles, fathers, mothers, sisters, brothers, and children because the coverage they had under Obamacare, or the Affordable Care Act, will no longer exist.

You have my sympathies for the loss of programs which had kept you satiated, happy, and content as you enjoyed the various theater arts and music programs we all love and absolutely need in our lives. you have my sympathies for those of you who voted for him and are illegal immigrants, not yet fully comprehending the fact that he is going to deport you, regardless if you've been in this country longer than five years, or even brought here as children.

You have my sympathies if you are gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender, or of a sexuality no one can quite define and you are in fear that the goal of marrying your significant other is no longer a viable thing when Donald get impeached and Mike Pence takes over and he over turns the Marriage Equality which you all had fought so hard for.

You have my sympathies if you are a pregnant women, either through choice, force, or incest, and you no longer have the option for aborting a child that you may not be ready to care for.

You have my complete and utter condolences for the loss of those freedoms which you have fought so hard for, but by the swipe of one vengeful man, that you have voted into office, have lost.

There are no words to describe just the utter rage I have against Donald, no insult is good enough, no act of revenge against him, no act of retribution.
This is a man who values himself based on the numbers he gets from ratings, from the opinions of other actors, musicians, writers, producers, the fashion world itself.
This is a man who believes he is doing God's work in the secrecy and privacy of his own thoughts.
This is a man who will start the third World War and the second Civil War, not with a failure of diplomacy, but rather by the press of a button on his phone and the swipe of a pen signing his name.
This is a man who has been covering up his tax returns for years, a man who has taken part in monstrous acts on a sex offenders private island.
A man who rates women based on their looks and has made many statements to prove his male chauvinist nature repeatedly.
A man who's father was a member of the Ku klux Klan, who's very ideologies have infected his son to grow into this very vengeful thing we now defile the term 'President' with the association of his name.

Donald John Trump, is the Illegitimate President, because he has found himself alone, with the cold winds blowing against his back, and the colder grasp of the shadow of his father pulling him closer to the fires of self obliteration.
He is the Illegitimate President because he has abandoned the family he had to grow around him to vote him into office.
He finds himself a cowardly vengeful person, envisioning himself as a god king, a tyrant, a thing to be worshiped by those he was charged with protecting.

Donald John Trump is not America.

He is simply one man, one person.
He may envision himself as the Leader of the Free World, but he has signed into law the first abuse against the American People by making his deplorable Oath Breaker Ceremony day a national holiday, attempting to force us to celebrate a man that the entire world thinks is simply a tool to be used and thrown away, much like how he himself uses and throws away those he no longer has a use for.

You have my sympathies Trump Supporters, you have my pity, and you have my sorrow and remorse.

But you do not have my rage, my anger, my disgust, my revulsion, my utter disrespect of the man.

Only Donald john Trump is allowed to have those.

But, there is hope. There is retribution coming to his, and his cabinets way. there is a way to hurt his ego, to further demoralize him, to make his mind weak and his soul fragile. There is a way to make him look like the court jester who stole the kings throne. He is, by all accounts, just a man. He is just as vulnerable as the rest of us, and there are those out there who would see justice done. Continue fighting on! Continue protesting! Continue making your voice heard! Continue making him feel miserable. Though remember, the man himself, though a creature of utter darkness, has filled his throne room with monsters more vile than he, and should he fall, either through health or harm, a monster shall take the Jester king's throne.

Fight on, never give up, never surrender.

In the arms of an asshole

I hope this reaches you, @realDonaldTrump . I really fucking do, because right now I'm kind ove pissed, in fact, I've never been this pissed before. You say you're eliminating the Arts and Music program from the U.S.?
Really?
tell me something, is your youngest, Baron, a part of any Arts or Music? If he is, then tell me, how can you do this to us?
How can you tear apart the one thing that's kept America sane for so very long? Why are you such a vengeful person? Why do you have so much anger in your heart, so much fear, so much loathing?
Tell me something, are you going to launch a nuke at a small midwestern family because they say something against you? Are you going to continually violate the very freedoms we hold so dear to our hearts, because someone slighted you, and now you're taking your pent up frustration on us all?
Are you really that much of a coward, a fraud really, that you'd screech at the moon for waking you up because it was a cloudless night? Donald, the arts are what they are, a place for all of us to go and express ourselves, and your just gutting that.
Donald, I don't care what titles you have, who you appoint, or what lofty ideals of a fallen angel you think you might attain. Community theaters are a place where people that don't make it into a college or big city production can go and be a part of the art form they love.
It takes kids off the street, puts hope in peoples hearts, and I saw you, singing your black heart out to whatever song was playing. That man playing the song you loved started out in community theater.
Band as well? Dear god, you ARE the fifth horseman of the apocalypse. Where did all of this anger come from? Where is the core of it come from? May god have mercy on your soul for the bloodshed you're about to unleash.

Dear... What's the word?

Dear asshole. sorry, let me try that again.
Dear fuckhead. No.
Dear yousorrysonofabitch. nope.

Dear illegit Presidouche. Yep.
You now have a giant responsibility to the american people. You can't hide in your golden tower, ignore the important issues of your new office just because you're jacking your twitter app off with your tiny thumbs.
There's a bit of anger here.
There's always a bit of anger when it comes to you. and to be honest I've had to hold off on writing this one for a while. you want to know why?
It's going to be about every Emo kids dark fantasy; suicide.
Holy shit! You feel that breeze?
That was the warmth leaving the internet, revealing it to be a place of both desensitized assholery, as well as a place where the dead can be animated to fuck each other over once more.

Look, all the other stuff aside, I've REALLY got to talk to you about this. Because come January 20th, I predict a rise in several depressed people offing themselves when you swear the oath that makes you officially Putindented of the Unatzied Prisonstates of Amerussia. (HAHAHA! I just got the acronym while editing, Poopa! shit joke! Funny!)
Mouthful? yes, but it's not inaccurate with what you'll be slapping together.

Obviously, I'm putting buffer in this, because no one wants to talk about the fact that, despite all the trending tags on twitter, suicide is a thing that happens everywhere. The act of one taking ones own life out of desperation, neglect, or seeing no other alternative is just a monster of a thing to talk about.
Every single motherfucking human being has had these thoughts at one point or another, and to be honest, it's fucking scary. talking about death is like inviting the worst aspect of living into a damned conversation about dropping birthrates.

So let's dive right into it, shall we? I'm ACTUALLY going to do some research on this dreaded topic:

from wikipedia, (source link: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide ) :
"Suicide is the act of intentionally causing one's own death.[1] Risk factors include mental disorders such as depression, bipolar disorder, schizophrenia, personality disorders, alcoholism, or substance misuse.[2][3] Others are impulsive acts due to stress such as from financial difficulties, troubles with relationships, or from bullying.[3][4] Those who have previously attempted suicide are at higher risk for future attempts.[3] Suicide prevention efforts include limiting access to method of suicide, such as firearms and poisons, treating mental disorders and substance misuse, proper media reporting of suicide, and improving economic conditions.[3] Although crisis hotlines are common, there is little evidence for their effectiveness.[5]

The most commonly used method of suicide varies between countries, and is partly related to the availability of effective means.[6] Common methods include hanging, pesticide poisoning, and firearms.[3][7] Suicide resulted in 842,000 deaths globally in 2013 (up from 712,000 deaths in 1990).[8] This makes it the 10th leading cause of death worldwide.[2][9]

Approximately 0.5% to 1.4% of people die by suicide, about 12 per 100,000 persons per year.[9][10] Three quarters of suicides globally occur in the developing world.[3] Rates of completed suicides are generally higher in men than in women, ranging from 1.5 times as much in the developing world to 3.5 times in the developed world.[11] Suicide is generally most common among those over the age of 70; however, in certain countries those aged between 15 and 30 are at highest risk.[11] There are an estimated 10 to 20 million non-fatal attempted suicides every year.[12] Non-fatal suicide attempts may lead to injury and long-term disabilities. In the Western world, attempts are more common in young people and females.[10]"

You read all of that?
You didn't?
Well, let me sum it up for you in one fucked up paragraph.

Lots of people kill themselves for a variety of reasons, through a variety of methods, because of a variety of reasons and factors. Some people choose assisted, some people go out with a bang, some a blaze of bullets and profanity, and some via John Mclane.
That's why its called "Die Hard"
Suicide is more prevalent in young females than young men because holy shit, the world is more fucked up than we thought.

In particular, this whole thing was brought up to the forefront of my mind because of one such incident where a teen girl, by the name of Kate Nichole Davis, Facebook lived her final message as well as suicide, for a good 20 minutes. the only reason the stream ended was because her mother called her phone. This happened six months ago. What. The. Fuck.

The reason why she hung herself was because:
A) A boy named Lucas didn't like her.
B) someone in her family supposedly molested her.
And the most fucked reason (Actually, second most fucked, reason B takes the god damned cake.):
Is C) Because some kids at Cedartown Middle School spread rumors that she was a whore. this isn't a new thing, kids being complete dicks to other kids, but this was only made more idiotic because of your campaign. In part because of it, as much as I want to, I can't pin this directly on you.
But because of your negativity, your bluntness, your stardom and constantly being in the news cycle, your infectious negativity caught on to younger folks who thought you were funny.

Think on this: Because you yourself are now the fifth horseman of the apocalypse, "Idiotically Low Impulse Control", some kids thought to imitate you, directly or indirectly, because being a complete ass hat is now a popular fad among a section of kids these days.

You need to address this thing. Not in your usually useless way of tweeting out stop it, but by actually putting together a heartfelt speech free of blaming Clinton or media for poor coverage.
From the heart, suicide has affected you family too: your brother was an alcoholic, and drunk himself to death. Because of that, you swore off drinking. given your infectious nature already, you need to use your star power, your celebrity to good use instead of insulting... Use it for something positive.

Did you know that if you started on this one issue, there would be a shit ton of media coverage on the issue?
That no matter what, people on both sides of the isle would start to partially respect you because you're talking about something that affects everyone.

Think on it.
Act on this.
Become the non-asshole we theorize you might become, and don't let a nuclear winter in America be the absolute reason for this change.

Trump and the Steel Dossier

Now, @realDonaldTrump ? All our base are belong to them. I've read the #trumpleaks and Holy shit.

Just holy fucking shit guys, this is some serious stuff. Remember a while back when I just raged and raged and raged about a whole bunch of seemingly unconnected stuff? Well, everything seems to be coming true. like the magic ticket from 'Last Action Hero'?
Remember that one? Where Arnold was at his best, and the movies seemed like magic windows into a world of snarky one liners, constantly exploding pintos, and hot chicks who were bad asses in their own right?

Well, that magic ticket is my mind, and all that bullshit in one form or another is rightly coming true. In the aptly named "Trump Intelligence Allegations", written by a trusted member of the intelligence community in order to get a bunch of dirt on Trump, and... Dear god, there is so much... just so fucking much of it. I plan on continuing to make videos reading the file tonight, there's just too god damned much of it... Too much.

I ended up reading for a solid hour on stream, trying to make it entertaining. But to me? Donald?
During that whole time, I couldn't fathom the mess you brought into our world.
I couldn't really think of it as potentially comedic material, and that's pretty much my job. The fact that the Kremlin swiped right on your Tinder profile, and you had one hell of a flirting chat which involved real estate deals, information flows, and just the weirdest sex ever fueled by fear, hatred, paranoia, and a mutual grudge against America?
Dear god, just... what the fuck did you put in your profile?
More importantly, what the fuck was your profile picture!?
Was it a mocking of Dylan Storm Roofs picture? Instead of racist shit, it was of you, slightly nude, on a chair covered in bear skin rugs, in each hand a hammer and sickle?

I mean, this thing reads like a treatment to the scariest soap opera of all time, and the chick was right, the election was just the show trailer, only showing us the more horrifying parts of the hottest plot arc.
But, it wasn't anything Hollywood could come up with. No... It was a foreign show made by Russia, with a cast that would give most horror villains a run for their money.

I mean, Peskov TOTALLY seems like the perfect character to base a snarky ex girlfriend off of.
Cohen and Comey? The scheming evil twins with a dark secret that they might have murdered their step fathers step father to hide from their step grandfathers step father.
Just... What was going through your head?
I'm guessing Putins dick.
Or the Golden Showers.
For the most part, I'm not sure I should be throwing around insults like I usually do.

You really are the Manchurian Candidate, just reprogrammed by the Kremlin, actually, seduced by them. or drugged, had dirty things done without your consent, and thrown into an oncoming highway pylon at fifty miles an hour...
Just the most horrifying things are coming to light, and while there are still days from you inauguration, I have to ask you the question, and this is me being serious.
More serious than I usually am.

Just, why couldn't you run by yourself, honestly?
Why couldn't you run for president honestly? Was there something in your mind that just went, "I should just cheat at this. I should just ruin the party for everyone and cheat at this."?
Because, if your house of cards falls, you'll be tried and executed for treasonous acts against the United States of America.
Think about it, I'm no longer in the random insults stage of this, yes, it would be much funnier, and the right thing to do, given how you've been acting, but we've now reached critical mass.

With you trying to kill Obamacare, with you talking of stocking up on the nukes, with getting friendlier with Russia, with you talking Natzi levels of segregating the Muslim population and becoming more and more the Nightmare King we never needed, or even knew existed in the first place?
It's no longer a point about making jabbing noises.
It's more of pointing out what a ridiculous Reality this now is.
You speak of taking away the freedom of the press, of smacking down those that would speak against you, of claiming the Trump Intelligence Allegations are just a witch hunt, of calling CNN fake news?

Are you seriously trying to turn America into Amerussia? Where, yeah, freedom, liberty, and expression, but without the ability to speak out against a person that not only our own political parties think is an absolute joke, but the Kremlin openly thinks is not suited for higher office. Your wife knew what she was doing, not wanting to move into the White House, she knew that this wass going to blow up in your face, and with the release of, what I'm now naming "Tia" because it's god damned cute, and I need to insert a cutesy joke in here somewhere, with the release of Tia, who, I'm sure, will wreck yet another marriage for you because of your horrendous acts both at home and abroad?

Are you sure you don't want to back out now before it's too late? The Cathor, (Congress And The House Of Representatives) can vote to impeach you, they've already got a VP lined up, they don't want you anymore. I give them six months to a year to put the appropriate actions in motion to make this thing go away. By thing, I mean a Trumpresidency.

I'm no longer angry.
I'm no longer raging.
I'm laser focused, and while the anger never dies, the energy behind it will indeed be put into another emotion, just as powerful:
Hope for a change of President.
Anyone's better than you Donald James Trump.
Anyone.

Donald Trump is scared of Putin's Kompromat

@realDonaldTrump #you #cowardly #fuck
Look, you stupid bitch, we all know the election was hacked.
The president, no not you, fuckhead, even stated it was hacked.
The intelligence community KNOWS it was hacked.
FUCK, even Putin, PUTIN, the Top in your relationship, STATED IT WAS FUCKING HACKED.
And yet, your paranoid, idiot brain, who’s so scared of its own shadow leaving a one star review on yelp that it can’t bring itself to force whatever microdicked reasoning you have to admit it was hacked, continues on its merry little twitter tirade, and YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE A GOOD PRESIDENT? Are you shitting me here?
You are, you’re seriously shitting me.
Trump, what we have here, is a failure to admit it was fucking hacked. you can frown and shake your tiny hands at me all you want, Putrump, but the truth is, you and yours aren’t much of a intelligence committee, which might explain why, when your Albino Boy George look alike, Mike Pence was interviewed today, the guy called him Guv’ner, and asked if he and the President, not he and the President-elect, which would be you, ya fucktwat, would be addressing this.
Look, I get it, we’ve yet another shooting at an airport, and people died. Yes, that’s horrific, but not as horrific as say, a grown ass man, carrying an assault rifle, into an elementary school, and killing children.
Naw, not THAT horrifying.
But people still died.
Welcome to your presidency, where there’s going to a buffet of “Which horrible thing do I have to address this time around?” and you’re going have one thumb in your ass, and the other in your piss hole, because you own’t have access to your Twitter anymore, and gosh darn it, your thumbs need to be hitting SOMETHING to make the racist part of you orgasm.
Trump, you’re an idiot. A 13 time bankruption, and possible pedophile. The only thing that’s going to be paying for the wall is a bunch of broken Trump Pinatas that had previously been filled with shit. And whatever the hell that thing you call a head of hair really is.
Nightmares?
PTSD?
Anal Leakage?
Memories of an abusive father anytime you brought a black kid over to play?
I guess that last one’s just a bit of a cattle prod.
Trump, Drumpf, Dickless Tyrant, whatever you feel like naming yourself today, has it ever occurred to you that you wife never wanted you to run, because she knew that you winning the white was (which, unfortunately you did.) would mean the proverbial opening of Pandora’s Box?
I’m not talking about her pussy trump, I’m talking about the box she was charged with not fucking opening, because it contained all of the evils in the universe, including you, and she fucking opened it. and here we motherfucking are.
Dickless Tiny Hands, let me level with you.
I know that Putin hacked your ass, how else would you have shat out, just, the most incredulous bunch of fuck nuts outside of a peanut packing plant?
I mean, going back to the whole Melania not wanting to rule the country with her Dictactor Jackass Tyrant, HA!
It seems that you’ll be the first president in a while to fuck our country without its permission , WHILE getting a divorce.
That’s gotta sting, right?
Seriously, I mean, you won the country, but lost your wife and kid.
That’s… Kinda like gambling, y’know?
Because you have a Casino, and you know what the hell the stakes are, but you duct taped the dealers hands, and we’re fucked with the current set of playing cards, which AREN’T EVEN PLAYING CARDS, but just pictures your tiny hands covering your micropeen.
Hopefully, Hot wheels doesn’t try to make a toy based off of your presidency, because it’ll just be sham after sham after shame, and we won’t ever buy the “Tiny Tinkler” car, for fear we might be getting fucked by Putin too, like a rapey, rapey Santa clause.
Oh, he’ll GIVE you a gift, and you better check twice, cause Donald J. Trump has now fucked all of us Thrice.

Won't Stop, can't stop, will never stop this feeling.

@realDonaldTrump @CNN @StephenAtHome @iamjohnoliver @ABC @NBC @CBS

Well fuck. fuckiity fuck fuck!
You shit balled, radioactive, dead clown asshole eating, shit for brains nut bucket!
I don't give a flying fuck! god, you and your little gang of #deplorable #tinyhanded #limpdicked #fucktards in a cabinet are trying to LITERALLY destroy #democracy!
And you REALLY are trying to play "King", but really... You're just the king of nothing.
No one. And the proof is in the fact that you're a disgusting piece of bacteria laden bird shit caught in Putin's little nuke engine.
You want to know what?
You're just not worth the fucking effort.
I would try to reason with an incredulous little tyke like yourself, but you just keep becoming the new nightmare that Freddy Kruger wished he could be, and that idiot was a kid fucking, nightmare hopping, teen killing burn victim that was more orange and red then you'll EVER BE!

Look, Trump, we all know that you're just trying to get impeached, assassinated, or impregnated by the ideology of the  Alt-Right, because you want to know what?
Since you're not being politically correct?
Why should I?
Why should I bother being nice, or patience, or even give you a chance you've repeatedly fucked up by pretty much everything you do, say, produce, or even tweet?
Because let's face it Trump, you're a fauxking insane dictator, and you think that the American people  are going to stand up for it?
You REALLY think we're just going to sit back and let you take away OUR freedom of press?
Our right to protest?
Our very freedom of speech because you have thinner skin than a tissue paper condom left in the rain?

REALLY!? Well, a giant FUCK YOU, you dead rat wig wearing ass clown! I just can't believe we elected, into office, the reincarnation of mother fucking Adolf Hitler, only instead of the Jewish people, you're going after the Muslim portion of our population?
Are you fucking kidding me with this fucking bullshit!?
Are you!?
You want to have a bunch of yes men in your cabinet, who indirectly represent your core values, who represent your racist, backwards, phobia, paranoid delusional tiny dicked ideology!?
We will stand up.
We will continue to fucking rage, to shout, to yell, to be the fucking nightmare you always have right after you fail at jacking off at the thought of your "Tower", because you'd be fucking up the world, and fucking up the gene pool! 
 All of this is before I even had my coffee.
You stupid, ignorant, ass faced, gator fucking, Alt right secret natzi loving son of a bitch!

Now, let's get down to brass tacks, because you and I?
 We got some talking to do, and boy, oh FUCKING boy, do I have a lot on my mind right now.
I'm sick to my stomach of hearing your name.
 I'm sick to death of writing these hate filled, insult laden swear fest because anytime I look at the web, post on facebook, or hell, even watch the fucking news, I get to hear about the newest egg sack of Clown spiders you've thrown on the American Dream, and mother fucking hell, does it infuriate me beyond words.
 Which is why I give no fucks when posting on Facebook.
 Which is why I will continue writing these long ass tweets at you to REMIND you that THE PEOPLE OF THESE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, the smart ones who now realize you're a fucking joke, a running gag left on the forums of a dying 4Chan thread to eek out its pointless, futile, love deprived existence as the internet house of cards collapses on you harder than your bloated sense of just how big you think your hands actually are.
 WE will never stop raging.
 We will never stop showing our disrespect for you.
 You are a god damned disgrace to the Presidency, and if there were a Zombie apocalypse? Your Secret Service detail would throw your ass to the first fucking undead bastard they see, along with the rest of your Mad Cow disease ridden cabinet, god damn!

The very reason we have the freedom of speech is so we CAN vent our frustration, so we can get to the heart of the reason why we're so frustrated, and doing this?
 Tearing apart the constitution like you would a pair of lovingly hand knit barbie sized mittens?
 Because you have incredibly, just ridiculously small hands. Seriously, those things would get lost in a dust mites mouth.
 You trying to secretly take away our freedom of speech, our right to protest, with the help of the GOP through the backtracking on all of the progress we've made thus far over the past eight years is like getting a puppy for an orphan on Christmas day, but naming the puppy the kids actual parents names, and then euthanizing the orphan because you think hes going to fuck you over.

That's a bit dark isn't it, Donald Drumpf?

Well, you're a bit dark.
You are an angry, anti-establishment fuck face, who's only out to stamp your own, shit smeared name on the globe over where America used to be.
You are just about the worst fucking thing to happen to us, you truly are.
You'll fail this country harder than you did Trump University, where, despite your claims of never settling and having a high success rate, you ultimately both settled AND screwed your customers out of a great chance to learn your secrets, and instead taught them how to roll around in a burning field of cow shit.
Also known as whatever the fuck you thought you were ACTUALLY teaching them.

Let's talk about Skittles, the candy, not your racist definition of the term, you fuck wad in a bad suit wearing a dead family of mice for hair.
Skittles are fucking awesome!
I love Skittles!
Skittles are the rainbow of flavor you just want to gorge on until the roof of your mouth hurts worse than if you'd just downed an entire bag of warheads, and that's pretty fucking sore.
Skittles are candy, skittles are delicious.
Skittles are what makes the world go round.
You fat, freedom crushing shit filled bag of dicks. 
Skittles is not a term you use to name a group of people, because-

 Hey, you remember that one guy who LITERALLY got stabbed in the anus? Yeah, we all remember him! fun! Well, just know that should you continue calling people Skittles, a big ass bag of them are going to stab you in the nostrils, and pretty much every other hole you've got, or don't have.
Because you're fucking pussy grabbing shit stain of the Human Genome.
I hope they freeze your head to find a cure for Assholes, because as of right now, the epidemic is just too high profile.

Hell, not only will Skittles candy be the worst Howloween treat for you in the world, especially since, you know, the whole tearing your ass apart with SEVERAL butcher knives, just... TWISTING around up there, because they'd be like the huge hands you wish you could have!
This isn't a death threat.
This isn't a promise.
This isn't even trying to rationalize.
This is an American venting his frustrations through the only God given medium that's not currently under pussy grabbing, racist, microscopic iron-fist assault:
 The written word.
 Because we're going to protest.
 We're going to write.
 We're going to make stories about you getting fucked over so hard, it'll make the worst rape scene in "Oz", the prison show, look like it was political documentary on how fast roses grow in a pleasant light.
This is a war of attrition that you, and you're like minded, cabinet of idiosyncratic-in-a-horrible-way, basket of tiny brained, microscopic handed, atom sized fingered, no dick, ass bagged, deplorable fuck nuts are going to lose.
And lose hard.

Thinking of banning video of protests? Well, shit on you you douche fuck! Trying to take away our right to just get on video, protest your presidency? Wow, such a damned dictator, a tyrant, REALLY. A damn terrorist. Well, I've got a little fun fact for you, Dawn Drumpf. you want to know HOW the Terrorists win?
 By us freaking the fuck out and retreating.
 By silencing our voices.
 By blinding us to the truth.
 By ripping away the collective sounds of millions of people speaking out against the broken, festering tumor we see growing in front of us everyday.
We need to find a cure for the disease, unfortunately, you and your, so called, "Plan" are making it far worse for us to make sure we stamp the shit out of it. You know what? That whole pizzagate thing? By, whatshisface, Fuckface Comey? You guys are really great friends, I should think, so let's do this:

*The following is a fake accusation*

You are secretly a member of Isis, a sleeper cell, if you would. Yes, i'm falsely calling you a member of Assholes, or Goat Fuckers International, or Alt-Right Tiny Hands Raised, or whatever insults you the most.

*This ends the fake accusation, back to the rage*

This anger will not fade, this rage will never go away, this is the result of your negativity, I will NEVER give you a chance, I will never forget what you did to molest your way into power, I will never back off, stand down, be silent, or EVER give up. I, and many other are onto you, Dawn Dumpf, and we know the fucking truth, we see you for what you really are:
1. A scared little man.
2. Hiding behind the powers of president that you falsely won through the help of a foreign power.
3. Whose past is catching up with him in such a vicious and ugly way that the only true and forgivable way is through private impeachment made public.
You are a fucking disgrace to men, Humanity, the Male genome in ANY capacity, and the american People. I'm not done, I've just gotten through the insulting part of this. I'm calling you every single fucking thing I can possibly think of, and I've got a damned dictionary or words ready and willing to take you the fuck down a peg.

Starting from the very beginning, you are:
1. A freak of nature.
2. Driven by fear, paranoia, and racist thinking.
3. Ignorant of religions differing from your own.
4. A man who'd given a chance, opportunity and were it legal and socially, would sleep with his own daughter.
5. Send his immigrant wife back to where she came from.
6. A shameless fraudulent scholar, who only went to business school to learn how to fuck other people over, to cheat them out of hard earned and hard spent money for a chance to learn how their FauxKing got to be the best.
7. You are a scam artist, a con, a irreverent sociopathic, recluse who's fear of retribution is so great, that the only way you can possibly win is, was, and always will be by cheating the system hundreds of years old.
8. You openly defrauded your support base.
9. Used their political party, like a beauty queen pageant tricked into a nude photo shoot, against them.
10. And now your being forced into a horrifying new reality where you won't be able to spend every waking minute inside your golden, gilded, castles, but rather inside a prison of stone and mortar, under constant watch, under constant threat.
11. You are a:
 11.A. psychopathic,
 11.B. unrepentant,
 11.C. unapologetic,
 11.D. rift causing,
 11.E. hedonistic,
 11.F. idiot who's only playing at being a serious president.
12. Fuck, you're not even president, not even close, and already you're trying to cause World War 3 by talking of stacking up the nukes to try and prove that you aren't:
 12.A. The tiny handed night terror.
 12.B The bogeyman under the bed.
 12.C. The big bad wolf blowing on the house of straw.
13. You are the:
 13.A. weakest,
 13.B. most powerless man on the face of the planet.
14. You openly insult others when they call you out on your bullshit,

To be honest, I'm looking forward to the both sad and ridiculously happy day when the collective social American psychology works together to oust your failure of a presidency, or you happen to fuck up and trip off the balcony, impaling yourself on one of the many spike traps you requested for fear of open criticism.
You hang on to what makes you the happiest in the world, despite the more intelligent path of letting it all go so you can focus more on making America 'Great Again', rather than the world of hotels and towers. You've distracted us, stole the spotlight from those more deserving, filled your own personal swamp with ravenous, hungry, blood thirsty monsters, who at their first chance, will devour you whole, and spit out only the poisoned idiocy that got you this far. You have, in the past, been invited to a billionaire sex offenders private island to partake in potential and alleged activities so very monstrous in international waters.

You, Donald James "Trump" Drumpf, will be the sole reason for a Nuclear Winter. Because of your thin skinned nature, your ABSOLUTELY Hyper hair trigger angry reactions will be the death of the country that you so fought and poisoned your way to steal and eventually kill. In this way, you're the metaphorical rapist and killer of the metaphorical Jon Benet Ramsey, otherwise known as these United States of America.
There is no known greater insult to you, there is no way to truly write out what I absolutely feel for people of your caliber of cartoonish levels of evil.
You are a disgusting disease, spread through ignorance, anger, hatred, fear and war mongering. You don't deserve the presidency at all, but this is now your reality, and ours as well. and I for one, will never stop being angry at you.

There is no escaping your own trappings, no escaping your own mind.
You will fall, failing at everything you set out to do.
There is only one recourse, an open, direct, sincere, heart felt, and honest apology for what you've done in the past, what you did in the present, and what you'll, unfortunately, do in the future.
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To the others tagged in this message to Donald James Trump, this is not a death threat.
This is one mans anger, rage, and frustration directed at one who so publicly and so negatively created a vicious, cowardly, poisoned campaign that was a monstrous display of the male psychology in the worst possible way.
I openly accept responsibility for writing and posting this, and I will not stop exorcising my freedom of speech, my right to protest, my right to press, my freedom of expression, or my God given right to feel negative emotions at the  metaphorical potential "lethal injection" that is this man.

I, and many others like me, are disgusted with him.
I won't stop raging.
I won't stop protesting.
There are people who are far worse in temper and means then I.
I realize that words have power, words can do more harm than a clenched fist or a sharp blade ever could.
These are my thoughts, feelings, and emotion, turned against a man who has been nothing but negative.
So, negatively elected, I am merely following our "Fauxking" leader's example.

There is truth behind these words.
There is hurt.
In the parts that seem so truly filled with serious intent, there is none.
Shouting at a storm cloud will not stop it, only exhaust the person shouting.

Sincerely,
Morgan James Gavin.

P.S.:
I apologize to those offended by the Jon Benet reference, in hindsight, that was going a bit too far. i'm still leaving it in there. there is a limit to how much anger I can sustain, and sooner or later, I will have had my fill of it, and move on to more happier tones on other subjects.