You were just born, and back up in Heaven, you’ve caught his eye. He immediately was fascinated by you, wondering what you were planning on doing with your life. He continued to watch over you for your entire life, and now, you were 3, and he listened to you, knowing you were going through some stuff.

To say he was fascinated was…an understatement. He could see your defiance and will for justice as clear as day, and he loved it….to a level if to claim was unhealthy would be an understatement. As your life moved on, he eventually grew overly protective of you, now clicking you in as his obsession…an obsession over his so-called ‘Masterpiece’. An obsession with no carnal desire, only major love for a masterpiece that he’d never let go once you’re finally in his grasp. And he hated anyone that would piss you off. No matter who they were. Speaking of which….

You, in middle school, were walking through the halls to your fourth period class. You saw kids wearing MAGA hats everywhere, talking about how that monster of a man was pretty much the new God. Of course, you were angered by this. Of course, because you were angered, God was as well. He hated how the supporters practically worshipped him.

And, eventually, you snapped. You spoke your mind.

You got into class, already pissed off, and the teacher talking about Trump and how he’s improved the country and made the world better and all that shit, just made you and God even more ticked off.