I joined #smokefleet to make some good trouble.

It’s even worse than you think

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The force is strong with this one! Another #smokefleeter in need of some more followers! Head on over and show them some love! #smokefleet #smokefléét #smokefleetisrising

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Chappie James flew 178 combat missions, earned stars the hard way and became the first Black four-star general—actual warrior DNA. Pete Kegsbreath throws a tantrum and yanks his picture like a jealous, insecure little bitch who knows he couldn’t carry the man’s helmet. Pathetic

Happy Birthday, you slimy orange snake! 🐍🎂 Hope this birthday feels as humiliating as watching your legacy get chiseled away. Keep slithering, loser — we are are done with your bullshit. 🖕 Sincerely #smokefléét

Riley Gaines can’t string together her authentic beliefs without coaching because her entire brand is recycled 5th-place tears and sponsor cash.That plastic Mar-a-Lago face while parroting ‘values’ is comedy gold for everyone except the MAGA morons still falling for the grift.

Not gonna lie…GBNT out here seething like a jilted ex because Hunter Biden can drop a factual flex and get 3.6M views while your ‘former MAGA grifters’ cope posts collect dust. Jealous much, bro? Must sting watching the guy you call a ‘bag of turds’ live rent-free in your head

Person, woman, man, camera, TV. And to think RFK works with demented guy and still gutted Alzheimer’s research. I

Everybody retweet for visibility and check if you're still following my account because Elon likes to automatically unfollow people in the middle of the night like some kind of Incelf on the Shelf

What a load of BS —UFC ain’t no fucking “gift you out-of-touch shill. While the country burns with real crises, braindead MAGA masses cheer cage carnage like it’s some noble spectacle Spare us the fake-ass patriotic circle-jerk.

So let me get this straight. Jake Tapper is focused on attacking my Mom. Jared and Ivanka are building a private island paradise on Albanian protected land. Don Jr married the daughter of Epstein’s banker, and a startup his fund backs just got a record $620M Pentagon loan. Eric is taking an Israeli drone company public for $1.5B in the middle of a war with Iran that nobody wanted. And I know: “But what about your paintings, Hunter?” Please.

Brilyn is Temu Charlie Kirk

To everyone so eager to cancel someone for a tattoo they got at age 22, a drunk text, a selfie they took in the middle of a mental health crisis: Show us your laptop. Show us your iCloud. Open your entire digital life to your worst enemy. No context. No filter. No explanation. You won’t. You won’t because you know what I know. Any one of us, frozen at our worst moment, photographed in our lowest hour, looks like a monster. Looks like a stranger. Looks like someone who deserves to be cast out. That is not who we are. My mom and baby sister were killed in a car accident when I was just a kid. Cancer took my brother Beau, my best friend and my rock. I battled alcoholism. I battled addiction. I chose the coward’s way out more times than I can count. For years I believed the defining chapters of my life were written by tragedy, loss, and shame. I no longer believe that. Pain can shape us. Loss can humble us. Failures can leave scars that never fully fade. But none of them have the authority to define us. And it sure as hell ain’t the critic that counts. That authority belongs to us alone-the person in the arena. Every setback presents a choice. Play the victim, or cut the bullshit and take ownership for who we become next. Life does not determine our character. It reveals it. Again and again we are asked the same question. When shit happens, what next? We are not defined by what happened to us. We are not defined by the worst photo, the worst text, the worst tattoo, the worst night. We are defined by the person we choose to become. And by the courage to choose that person, every single day. So before you reach for the gavel - show us your laptop. You won’t. The whole world saw mine. And I am still here. Still becoming. Still choosing. Still standing. That is the only definition that matters.

Dang it. So frustrating.

You giant po💩. You dodged the draft with bone spurs, never set foot in ‘Nam, and now you’re out here inflating the body count like it’s crowd size at your rallies. It’s 58,220 American lives. You were too busy fighting STDs in the ’70s to bother learning actual history.

RT @theliamnissan: 👀

Even if it takes me 20 years I'll follow back anybody who reposts this thread

Drain the Swamp’? MAGA are the swamp creatures protecting their own. Trump’s team in full panic mode over the Epstein files — meetings, dodging full release, freaking out about the base. Same old insider protection racket, just with red hats.

How do you best support someone in early recovery?