I’ve learned to just keep my head down and see this dumpster fire through.

It does not matter. It doesn’t matter how hard I work or how I act or what I do. No matter what my “value” is, I’m seen as nothing more than a Object of lust. No matter how hard I work, I’m seen as less than a woman. I’m seen as nothing more than a robot that does chores and a pleasure toy. I’m tired of seeing my friends get shot, blown up, drafted, beaten half to death, get their dicks chopped off, and having their rights stripped. I’m tired of hearing “Sorry it’s like that. But they’re people too. I guess just work harder.”<br><br>FUCK YOU. I don’t care about women. I don’t give a little shit about them. I just want to be left alone. I don’t give a damn about going to war to protect some bitches right to vote, or to protect some boys right to do whatever the fuck they want. I don’t give a FUCK about them. I just want to live my life. But I’m constantly reminded that my life is nothing more than a mere object to be used whenever. I want to live my life to the fullest while I can, because my clock is ticking before I’m drafted, or shot, or die of a heart attack from working 80 hour weeks, or before some bitch cuts my dick off and throws it in the garbage disposal.<br><br>I hate women. And I’m just going to accept my fate and see this dumpster fire through.