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MAGA , not real MAGA , the MAGA that would kill , steal, and do anything else for Trump. Many of them are on here. They celebrate Trump's lies. They say it is ok , because at least all President have told a lie. They celebrate the killing of other people like the 170 little girls in Iran. The innocent fisherman on boats in Venez. The protesters in Minnesota who did nothing to deserve being killed. They say God loves to see people killed. and call themselves Christians. They actually worship Trump as God. They prefer Old Testament over the New Testament. They try to silence the girls sexually abused by Trump and Epstein. Brand then sluts and liars. They think it is ok to attack any country for any made up reason then steal their resources instead of trade deals or purchasing them. They think it is ok to steal complete countries like Canada and Greenland. They think if you are not white , you are not right. They think all Hispanics American citizen or not should be thrown out of the US. They think High Gas Prices with Trump is good and was bad with Biden. They pay more for Groceries I deny they paid more for Groceries.

Should all MAGA still remaining be put in Mental Institutions? Prison? Separated from normal , reasonable society? Are they deranged dangerous people?

IMAGINE THIS SCENARIO: You and a boy have always been more than friends.. a quiet understanding, late-night talks, little gestures that blur the line. He finally says it outright and proposes something real. You care about him, but you’re not sure, so you ask for time.

That same week he goes out, drinks too much, and dials you. Your phone is already engaged with a call from another guy.. your best friend, nothing romantic, but it’s a long vent-session you don’t want to cut off. (Your guy) calls again. And again (10+ times). You see his name flash, your stomach knots, and you let it ring out because you’re not ready to face his voice right then.

He switches to text: IG, WhatsApp, short messages that get more urgent. You read them, guilt prickling, but you don’t answer. Confused and irritated, you block him everywhere like shutting a door to buy a minute of quiet.

Later the day you felt the guilt is louder than the fear. You unblock just enough to call. It rings, once, twice, and then voicemail. You wait for his call back... nothing comes.

The next day you hover over the unblock button. Part of you wants to explain: “I was on another call, I panicked.” Part of you freezes.. what if he leaves me on read? What if he says he’s done, that he’s moved on? That dread sits heavy, stealing sleep. You replay his silence, wonder if he’s already talking to someone else, feel the shame of your own avoidance.

"5 months have passed" (You were still waiting to fix) & beneath it all, another question: maybe you’re not just scared, maybe you really do need time and space to understand what you want before you try to fix what you broke.