He looked out the window at the traffic on the streets below. 9:00 PM, one week after he won it all.
He had just stepped out of the shower. Moving slowly but deliberately he straightened the soap dispenser on the sink, grabbed a hand towel from the rack, and cleared the fog from his vanity.
Donald caught his gaze in the mirror. He saw an old man looking back at him. Wrapped in a plain white towel, red from the hot shower, he took in his reflection.
He was weary. After days, weeks, months jet-setting around the country, speaking to Americans from all walks of life, he finally had a few days to gather his thoughts. As he looked in the mirror, he asked himself, "Why did you do this?"
Donald sat down to ponder for a moment while he cooled off. He looked around the bathroom. He looked past all of the luxury and comforts in the bathroom. He looked past the life he had spent half a century building for himself. He looked past everything, and thought of something greater.
After a few moments of reflection, he stood up to meet his gaze in the mirror once again. He looked himself squarely in the eyes. Hair undone, no TV make-up. No tailored suit or American flag pendant, no silk tie or cufflinks. Just him. Only Donald.
He had an answer. "For my father. For my family." He stood back, and squinted into the mirror. He cocked his head to the side and said softly, "For my country."
The sounds of the bustling city below rang through the cracked window. A cool breeze ran through the room, clearing out the steam.
"Honey, are you coming to bed?" Melania said gently, from the other room.
"Not tonight, dear." President Trump looked in the mirror once more. "It's time to get to work."
Luis Price
Cold And Alone In November
She stepped out of the shower and shuffled toward the bathroom mirror. 9:00 PM, one week after she lost it all.
Hillary wiped the fog off her vanity, moving her hand slowly in clockwise circles. Her hands were shaking. They never stopped shaking these days. She coughed and looked at her reflection.
She was wrapped in a plain white towel. She looked at her skin, sagging and pruny from the warm shower. Cold air blew in the window.
She looked at her body and her aging face. No make-up, no hair product, no little American flag pendant on her chest. She met her gaze in the mirror.
For the first time, Hillary felt truly alone. Her eyes grew red, and the tears began welling up. She could call Bill, but he was asleep. She could call Chelsea, but she was off doing work for the Foundation...or what was left of it.
For the first time, Hillary saw only Hillary. Not the first female president. Not the first lady of the 90's. Not the female Senator from New York, or the secretary of state who once spent her days, weeks, months jet-setting around the world.
She was none of that. It was as if she never was. She saw a 68 year old woman staring back at her. She cried. Her whole life seemed to be building to a triumphant end and now she was nothing.
She was simply an old woman. A woman who had never truly loved. She married a man who slept around and never felt passion for their marriage. A man who was too caught up in his own power plays and affairs to really look at her and say "My dear, you look beautiful tonight."
She had never really lived her life. She let her life pass her by.
Yes, for the first time in a very, very long time, Hillary felt alone. Hillary felt powerless. Hillary felt meaningless and her life did too. Hillary felt old.
She sat down on the edge of her shower, and buried her face into her hands. For the first time in years, she cried.
The cold November wind whistled softly by the open window. And she cried.
Jackson Price
Any interesting stuff from InsiderAnon lately?
Hudson Long
Awoo
Colton Wood
Trump's hair looks so soft.
Mason Garcia
A Cold Bowl of Guac in November
He looked out the window at the evening sky. 9:00 PM, one week after he watched the election results roll in on Fox.
Jeb had just stepped out of the shower. He wiped the fog off the mirror, combed his hair, and tightened the plain white towel around his waist. He slid his turtle soap holder back to make room for the comb and gingerly set it down. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and saw an old man looking back - he met the gaze with a slight frown. His lip quivered.
"Jeb!" Columba shouted from downstairs, "I made your favorite guacamole! Come down soon, the taco meat is getting cold!"
"Coming soon, dear," Jeb called back in a subdued voice through the cracked door. He looked back at the mirror and sighed.
As he walked out into the bedroom, he glanced at all of the homely comforts Columba had placed around the room. His turtle candleholders on the nightstand, his favorite picture of Lincoln by the bookcase, and the signed picture of his brother, President George W. Bush, that he had received from his small donation to the Republican party in 2004, sitting on his desk. "It's not all bad," Jeb thought.
It had been years - 9 years, in fact - since he had been governor. Sometimes the feeling ate away at him. It had been almost a decade. He yearned for the opportunity to be admired, to accomplish something great... but sometimes he felt like he just didn't have the energy. He kept his spirits high with one incredible thought: "I'm the son of a president, and the younger brother of a president. That's pretty amazing in itself."
Jeb quickly scrawled this thought into the journal on his desk. He cocked his head to the side, and read it again. His brow furrowed, then gave way to a relieved smile.
"Jeb!" Columba yelled, "I'm not going to say it again! Come down for dinner!"
Jeb shut his journal, threw on some long johns and a T-shirt, and walked quickly down the stairs - skipping every other step. It was time for guac.
Chase Taylor
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Nolan Watson
>Hillary Clinton returned to the campaign trail on Thursday following a bout of pneumonia.
>In an effort to reassure supporters, the campaign played James Brown‘s iconic song “I Feel Good” during a stop in Greensboro, North Carolina.
>It was supposed to be a humorous way to address her recent health scare, after nearly fainting at a 9/11 ceremony in New York City on Sunday.
>Only one problem with that. James Brown died of pneumonia in 2006.
What did she mean by this?
Kayden Harris
A Cold November Night on the Lake
He looked out the window at the lake below. Waves lapped on the shore. He could barely make out the stars in the sky, so he grabbed his glasses to bring them into focus. 9:00 pm, one week after he read the papers and read the election results.
Bernie stepped out of the shower cautiously. He was always careful these days - he didn't want to risk a fall. He wrapped himself in a plain white towel, and wiped the fog off of the mirror.
Bernie saw an old man looking back at him. He traced over the features of his face, and mused silently over how the years had passed by. It had been a lifetime, and it had been an instant.
He had felt this way for a while, but he felt different now. He felt more tired. He felt less ambitious. He felt, in a word, spent.
Bernie shuffled to look back out the window. His gaze moved wistfully from star to star. He hadn't spoken to his brother since the convention, but not a day went by that he didn't think about his brother's appearance during the convention's roll call. It was his most emotional moment, the most moving minute in his entire career. It was the only time that he had really realized what he meant to so many people. "But it was too late by then," Bernie mumbled as he walked back to the mirror.
Bernie had had some time to decompress since the convention, save for just a few appearances later on in the season, but he still hadn't let it go. Bernie knew what they were saying about him. They said he abandoned his followers. "They said," he spoke softly to the mirror, "they said I started a movement, and walked away." He sighed and shook his head.
One last time, he frowned at his reflection.
Bernie looked at the ground, and he walked away.
Angel Fisher
>wonder why a (((late night television host))) would be giving Trump a fair shake and make him look sympathetic, aiding his already surging numbers >look up Jimmy Fallon on Wikipedia >it turns out that he's full goy
Hm, really makes you think...
Fallon always seemed like a moderate/center-left kind of guy, so maybe he's another Democrat to be swayed by the Don
I truly admire your persistence lad, you've been shilling for Cruz for about 9 months now.
Nathan Butler
He makes a good Vegeta but I think his power level is much higher. He could be the perfect saiyan.
Zachary Butler
He's just one of us, dropping the wife's son and cuck memes
Adam Scott
See Basically, things are looking very good right now for polling and momentum, and Clinton's only routes to victory at the moment are giving the performances of her life at the debates or hoping that Trump somehow makes a absolutely YUGE gaffe that burns through his new support.
James Diaz
Praise these and praise Qek!
Benjamin Ward
...
John Scott
Ahahahahahaha
Drumpf BTFO!
Media strikes again!
Benjamin Butler
these words on this image are untrue.
Anthony Wood
That image might win over some independents, you know.
Jacob Wright
Or that. Can never tell
Jayden Long
>shilling
I've just been pointing out facts to this pathetic echo-chamber.
Keep it up friend hopefully we can flip a few to Hillary before the election
Aiden Thomas
Why? This board isn't conservative, and has never claimed to be so.
Josiah Brown
Nope. A quick Google search will prove all those points for you.
Maybe, but it loses the conservative grassroots who make up the base of the party. Trump will go the way of McCain and Romney - he is simply not a Republican.
Jackson Rogers
Just hang yourself.
Xavier Walker
HOT BREAD
HOT POLLS
Henry Smith
...
Juan Foster
yeah Oz is a shitter, but I don't think Trump will regret all the retarded aging wives' votes he got out of it
Carson Nguyen
I still can't believe Farrange went to Louisiana to support Trump
FARRANGE FOR PM OF UNITED KINGDOM UNTIL HIS DEATH
Trump's team
>Dr. Zyklon Ben Carson >Sheriff David Clarke >next-PM Farrange >Krispy Christine >Milf Palin
Jordan Gray
what's going on?
Carson Kelly
Trump claims to be a conservative, and the GOP is a conservative party.
Josiah Richardson
I don't even understand what's being said.
Zachary Edwards
If Trump wins, it will be the happiest day of my life, no exaggeration
Jose Mitchell
Where are the fucking PA polls?
Wyatt Sanchez
her forced bi stuff is pretty good no homo
Grayson Sullivan
Trump obviously removed his appendix because of the primal connection to his KANG heritage that he wishes to deny.
Make no mistake he is actually a black man and removing the appendix was just he start of his long con.
Hillary was attacked by the vengeful ghosts of 9/11
There hasn't been good PA polling for like a week
Christian Mitchell
You know, I'd be happy with a Hillary victory. That way, it will show the world that Republicans can only win when they nominate a CONSERVATIVE
Bentley Cruz
mee too friend :)
Joseph Peterson
Man, you'd think Hillary would call out Moonman for white supremacy rather than Pepe.
But then I guess McDonald's might sue her.
Benjamin Stewart
Trump claims to be a conservative because it is politically useful to round up the base. In actual reality he is a nationalist which means that he isn't limited by policy proposals if it is in the countries interests, regardless of where it lies on the political spectrum.
Anthony Hill
>farage >Farrange >Far Range
Alexander Harris
Yes. They're fucking pissed he's winning right now, they get triggered by Trump easier than SJWs. My step-cousin (She's an anchor baby) call him literally Hitler. The fact my mom remarried to a Mexicunt was both a curse and a blessing. I can't wait for their collective meltdown.
Jose Thomas
I made jimmy a pepe like some user asked I only have paint.net so I did what I could How is it lads?
Christian Evans
>Trump claims to be a conservative because it is politically useful to round up the base
So you admit he's a liar/con artist/faker?
Nicholas Barnes
that was the Flint/Mexico line
that line was powerful. "Linguistic Killshot" as dilbert would say.
I say that single line will win over Michigan and Wisconsin both.
Dylan Bell
Comando Vermelho
Matthew Ward
So apparently she's going to start targeting blacks and latinos.
How much will she fuck up and how much of a bump will we get?
