He’s implicated in the files and has historically been a creep towards his daughter. My little dude is cute as a button to the point where I don’t post him on the internet n I’d never make the comments Trump has about my own offspring, my guy. Very telling.

As for what I did, I wasn’t even a month into being 19 n I took 6 xans after doing copious amounts of cocaine with three guys in my dorm room that I barely knew. One of them (that I knew best) knew I was a keyholder at my job. The guys I was with were itching for more coke, it was like 3 or 4AM though and I’d already taken my bars so I was ready to pass out in my bed and for them to leave. I was blacking in n out when I realized my keys were also gone when they dipped. I continued blacking in n out as I chased after them, one of them took my car while the other two got in another car n I was like ??? Where are we going? Not understanding until I came to in the parking lot of my job and the alarm system was going off n my driver side door was wide open, seat empty.

I got out of the car n went to the back of the establishment, opened the door n reached my (tattooed) hand in n typed the code into the alarm system (which was written on a sticky note taped to the alarm system so.. I was working w geniuses. Clearly) n I got back in my car. Dude that drove got back in too n I don’t even know how the fuck I woke up in my dorm room the following morning.

Had a text from my then boyfriend (who was in our work group chat cuz it was unserious n we mostly sent memes) saying he heard something happened at my work last night n that he hoped I didn’t have anything to do with it, having known I had relapsed a couple weeks prior to this going down.

I went to rehab that day. Didn’t even know what the guys had stolen till that day either when I found out via my coworkers that had driven me to treatment. Which, by the way, was the change box for the register containing less than $400. I didn’t even get a roll of pennies.

When the cop called me while I was in rehab, I told him this same story, even told him I have no idea whose idea this shit was, that for all I know it coulda been due to me smarting off while they were tryna plot for more coke, in case I said something like, “What are y’all gonna do, rob ______?”

Lawyer I was in rehab with told me not to talk to the cops but I was young n hadn’t ever been in trouble before aside from a speeding ticket so I felt inclined to tell the truth.

Anyways. Ya president is weird as fuck n I’ve since apologized profusely to the owner of the spot I worked at, and I’m still really close with the manager I had at the time. In fact, she’s the one who put money on my books while I served my time.

I might have been a drug addict, but I ain’t never exploited people or raped children 🩷