That stupid term is thrown around like candy now. Misogynist this, misogyny that. I find that the term applies to very few people, but I'm one of them.

After being left to rot by a woman due to Briffault's Law, I really started to think about women in general. I realized that I was just after sex, that my drive wasn't my own. That my insatiable need to see and touch boobies was not something I owned, but rather an unwelcome visitor that I constantly needed to fend off. That's when the hatred began to really form.

My mother brought me into this hellscape, forging my tortured conscious existence by lying down in a bed one shitty night with my dad. My girlfriends each cost me a few friends by demanding attention and witholding sex as punishment. The only girlfriend I managed to actually fall in love with left me at my most vulnerable time.

Nearly every woman in my life has let me down, and I no longer hold my breath for those that haven't yet. I can't be indifferent, though, not after every transgression, from my birth all the way to the last relationshit I'll ever be in- so with a seething, boiling intensity, I fucking hate women, and it doesn't bother me to do so. Hatred is actually quite easy to feel and isn't necessarily corrosive... I just think you have to let yourself feel it when you have finally gotten to a place where you aren't in total powerlessness in regards to the thing you hate.

In summation: I hate women. I hope they all suffer to unimaginable magnitudes. I listened to Palpatine; the hatred flows through me.