Of course, the fake New York Times didn't mention where this creature is from. Online: Naomi Beinart is a fifteen year old girl who lives in Manhattan with her parents and brother. She attends school in Brooklyn.
On the morning after the election, I walked up the staircase of my school. A preteen was crying into the shoulders of her braces-clad peer.
If I held the same ideas as a preteen, I'd start... thinking. Not this one, apparently.
We girls woke up to a country that would rather elect a man found liable for sexual abuse than a woman.
There is no mention of the name of that "woman". Nor anything about her supposed virtues. Only whining (and lies, of course), about that man she's been taught to hate by her worthless, hate-filled family.
They don’t pretend to gag when a girl mentions her period or a tampon falls out of her backpack. They don’t find sexist jokes all that funny and don’t often make them in public...I’m grateful to my school for taking gender equality as seriously as it does trigonometry.
It will never be enough for these cunts.
I can’t predict how well I’m going to do on an English test tomorrow and I definitely can’t predict the future for me and my fellow young women. For now, all I can do is tell you how I feel.
Written 11 days after the election. Clearly, you do not have the emotional stability or even sanity to be even an ill-informed citizen. You never made a better argument against being able to vote.
Of course, the fake New York Times didn't mention where this creature is from. Online: Naomi Beinart is a fifteen year old girl who lives in Manhattan with her parents and brother. She attends school in Brooklyn.
If I held the same ideas as a preteen, I'd start... thinking. Not this one, apparently.
There is no mention of the name of that "woman". Nor anything about her supposed virtues. Only whining (and lies, of course), about that man she's been taught to hate by her worthless, hate-filled family.
It will never be enough for these cunts.
Written 11 days after the election. Clearly, you do not have the emotional stability or even sanity to be even an ill-informed citizen. You never made a better argument against being able to vote.
Suspicious name.