I truly, and with every fiber of my being, hate Donald J. Trump.
I hate his bargain-basement barbie of a wife.
I hate his kids.
I despise the very ground he walks on.
I hate you. We don’t want either of them.
You know, sometimes I feel sorry for her. But most of the time, I just hate her as much as I hate him. It’s a dark feeling.
I know it’s fake but the shitty part is that I could actually see him saying something like this.