Even though I'm broken and bruised I sit here and I think of you.
I think of how strong you are despite all you've been though.
You inspire me to never give up and always keep fighting.
Even when I feel hope is lost, and I feel like dying.
I know how hard is to feel like the worlds crashing around you and I think you do too.
But we must never give up despite our demons telling us things that are untrue.
You really have my whole heart I'll always stand by you.
Forever and always I hope you know thats true.
You helped me realize I'm gonna be okay.
Whatever I do there's always a way.
I want you to know what I love most about you.
that even though you had depression. from the ground you flew.
Like a bird that soared up into the heavens where the sky is blue.
One day I hope I can be as strong as you so I can to be okay.
But you give me hope, that there's always a way.

JARED KUSHNER HAS A RUSSIAN CONNECTION
A SECRET COM CHANEL WAS SET UP
ARE THERE ACTUAL TIES TO RUSSIA
OR IS IT A STORM IN A TEA CUP


JARED IS THE SON IN LAW AND
A FAMILY MEMBER OF TRUMP
AND AN ADVISOR TO THE PRESIDENT
OR JUST A VERY SMALL STUMP


ONE THING IS FOR SURE THAT THE
FBI ENQUIRY WILL FIND OUT THE TRUTH
IF THERE IS A RUSSIAN CONNECTION
THE PRESIDENT WILL GET THE BOOT

How sad for you, Ivanka dear,
the world can be so mean.
You toil so hard both night and day
there at your sewing machine.

To bring the world such wondrous joy
of shoes and bags and fashion
but big, bad Nordstrom came along
and stomped upon your passion.

You seem kind and intelligent
but folks won't buy your stuff,
'cause you support your daddy
and of him, they've had enough.

Ivanka, we all understand
that you must love your dad.
But narcissistic greed and power
have driven him quite mad.

So please Ivanka, intervene.
Enable him no more.
Just let us know you disagree
and step back, we implore.

If you and Jared do what's right,
then you we will adore,
and you may find, your product line
will be back in the store!

i felt it the second you started slipping away
slowly, but surely
from me, as if i didn't notice
the day you stopped saying "i love you" before you went to bed
was the same day i knew our love was coming to a ugly close.

maybe i wasn't affectionate enough
maybe i was over affectionate
maybe you just got tired.

time goes on and i feel nothing
the emptiness of my heart
the coldness of my skin
the numbness of my brain
as i reminisce over the things i used to love about you

for a second, time stops.

stop looking at yourself in the mirror
whispering, "it'll be okay. i'll be okay."
when you know **** well
you'll be anything but okay.

i wish you still saw in me what i see in you.

s.b.//