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If Donald Trump wins, it will be the fault of every FUCKING idiot who pretended that both candidates were equally terrible. Y'all had the opportunity to get your head out of your ass. Still you chose to be a FUCKING idiot. Y'all fucked it up for everyone. Fuck you. Good night.
@ people who didnt vote, third party voters, and trump voters
I don’t know the amount of times I have sat in history class and wondered how someone like Hitler could have ever gotten far enough in government to have that kind of power, but now I’m watching it happen live in the U.S and I’m terrified.
this is real it’s happening and it’s terrifying
it literally breaks my heart that someone who admits to sexually assaulting women, who openly calls for discrimination, who is utterly and completely unpredictable, immature, and bigoted, can win over someone so incredibly competent, who’s detractors can only say she’s untrustworthy. It kills me that instead of making history, and electing an amazing qualified female candidate, america could be electing the most openly sexist and racist candidate in modern times.
wow I can only imagine what it’s like to be a rich straight white male and live through this election night calmly and unbothered
staticonthesignal
What are you refering to?
I’m referring to imagining what it’s like to be a rich straight white male and live through this election night calmly and unbothered.
i can’t fucking believe yall hate women and minorities and immigrants this fucking much
Like to charge, reblog to cast.
I curse Donald Trump and I curse his ideas. I invoke the Hex of Obsolescence.
May he be devoured by his own shadow, may his name stick in every throat, may the favoring of him bind to the earth every roving foot until the nail of hatred is pulled, may his ideas twist to lance any hand which will not renounce its greed, may the churned mud of lies clot every closed heart with weakness and fear, may he and his works fall and be devoured by the teeming creatures that feast on rot and putrescence, may his ugliness be sunk into emptiness and ruin, may his name and his word turn to dust and be driven like ash before a fiery wind, never to find rest in any fertile field, nor nourish any fruit.
theskaldspeaks
Sure, i’m down to join a tumblr curse.
Boi, I’m down with it
chiberish
