Donald Trump Broke The 10 Crack Commandments
So now Russia owns us.
Last Tuesday morning, I woke up in a cold sweat. The blinds were down and the room was dark, but this was no normal nightmare. I had to peel the pillowcase off because it was so wet. I was breathing heavily.
Sometimes cinematic dreams take over my subconscious hours. Instead of predictable scenes where my teeth fall out, or I’m spanked til I pee myself and have to walk to school in cold, damp pants, I’ll watch an entire drama as a non-participant. I’m a passive observer as another world…