No /rant/, no /feels/, no /r9k/? Fuck it, it goes here then.
I want to love women, my body has ceaselessly lusted since my earliest teens, and I deeply crave a scrap of their affection and an ounce of their approval so I stop feeling like a broken failed socially-crippled useless eater. However they fucking hate me, understandably. And blah-blah sour grapes but it's all true so fuck you: damn near 100% are dark-triad-lusting irrational feelings-ruled whiny entitled children-in-adults-bodies obsessed with collecting worthless shiny shit who can't even find the bathroom by themselves.
These addictively beautiful but horrible harpies are holding back civilized humanity by refusing to overcome and rise above their tribe-monkey instincts as we men are capable, choosing to spread only the genes of narcissistic psychopath charismats, driving true humanity to extinction. (ie, those who recognize and glorify their divine intellects and immortal souls, as well as uplift other ultra-rare true humans if they ever encounter even one in their whole lives.) I am dead serious when I say all women should be kept in cages from birth, only let out to be fucked or to birth babies and nothing more as none are capable nor worthy of anything but being fuckmeat and fetus incubators.
I should not have to be the parent of a grown-ass adult just to get my basic male needs met; why can't you people just be normal? Why should I have to daily daddy-dom her into behaving herself and pretending she loves me as if she were a god damn dog or horse who won't cooperate until you break her will and enforce her submission (marriage)? I should also not have to resort to PUA game faggotry (dating), nor embrace MGTOW and resort to prostitution or just give the fuck up and go full volcel and be forever emotionally and physically and spiritually drained by endless craving for female bodies and their basic human kindness and acceptance -- laughable as all women deeply hate men, there is no other explanation for their behavior and attitudes.
But no, all women have to be soulless devils incapable of love. Romance is a male concept, unconditional love is incomprehensible to those mercenaries who expect payment for every time she lifts her finger, they get a thrill and power-trip from double-standards that benefit themselves and hurt men, they love rebelling and misbehaving and getting away with being a bad girl without punishment (listen to their music, watch their movies, read their books, they tell you how evil and immature they are all the time if you'd just shut up and listen!), they are numb and dumb and require constant stimulation like ADHD puppies and spend their lives drama-farming and attention-whoring to entertain herself and creating chaos storms hoping to be hit by lightning just so she feels something in her empty existence, and to them love means "stupid boring inferior menfolk giving me, a princess and a goddess, free money and free attention all the time as he's supposed to because I was born to deserve more, and the moment he slows down I throw his ugly creep ass out like yesterday's garbage and monkey-branch to a hotter richer guy with not a shred of guilt nor shame".
And men? We're instinctually driven to play Captain Save-A-Ho, forever forgiving her fuckups and never hold her accountable for the consequences of her actions ("You are genetically driven to make me happy, even if what I want destroys civilization.") when if a man acted even remotely the same we'd break his jaw and kick his ass out for being such a disrespectful little thug. And then there's the whole alpha-fux-beta-bux phenomenon.
I absolutely resent being thrust into a world and bodily form and brain structure without my informed consent where this is the way things are and always will be -- until someone deletes the genes responsible for mens' overwhelming primal urge to protect and serve women in exchange for access to her stinky wet hole. Or womens' desires will drive us all extinct, as is the more realistic and by now welcome outcome.