#marmite

September 28, 1066: William I (the Conqueror) invades England. He leaves after tasting marmite.

I don’t have words to describe the feelings that brought me back to Tumblr. First of all how did donald get here? *no I will not capitalize the first letter of his name. He doesn’t respect women or people of colour so why should I respect him?* He is nature’s booger, you feel the need to get him out of your system and instantly regret it when you look at him

Secondly those comments you’ve been saying about women donald…locker room talk? You know what of course, you’re right! I get it. Most men speak about sexually assaulting women in the locker room with pride. I mean, it’s not as if you are perpetuating rape culture…oh……wait. What is disgusting is that not only have you said derogatory things about women, but you repeatedly say these things. You are just like all the brock turners, and bill cosbys of the world. You turn your assaults into a pity party because you think you can

…I just can’t…..

AAAAAnd thirdly, that “inner cities” bullsh*t comment…*breathes in and out slowly to prevent hyperventilation* Are you telling me that in your eyes, every black person you lives in inner cities? Please go get your life. I want to say “Are you kidding me?!?”  then I realize you aren’t. Which makes me want to cry. Not because of your comment or inexplicably willful ignorance, or your downright racist ass. I want to cry because this is the world I live in, where people like you exist. I want to cry because I think of scenarios where my future child could see you and think “This is what a president is, I should try to be like him.”

So Trump, on behalf of me, myself, and I. I want to give you a heartfelt

Please remove yourself. promptly dig a hole, build yourself a border and live there you leather-face-horror-movie-ronald-mcdonald-reject

I honestly would rather eat marmite with a baby’s feeding spoon than breathe the same air as you