get me a big Texas flag for me to wave.

I can't 'not hate' him because it is not a conscious decision...I literally feel anger and heightened 'fight or flight' feelings upon seeing images of that asshole. That cannot be healthy...

Previously, I could despise his behavior, his stupidity. It's more base now -- a reptilian brain response because I feel like we are under attack.

I refuse to look at or listen to the abominable toad, may he be cursed forever!

I really think that this level of hatred is affecting me physically, as well as psychologically.

it is a (justifiably) sad, pitiful, childish insecurity, he is a fucking manbaby

but I love their boyfriends.