Young Femons Meaningless Lives

They will all be VIRGIN, cat lady's! lol! when I was young girls seemed to want romance and get laid, then married and kiddies, with a loyal husband, that is long gone and these harpies created all that disappearance of the normal all by themselves, now they can suffer. MGTOW and the Red Pill certainly freed ME from it all, femons have absolutely nothing to offer if the end of a factuous pop star cocert is all their lives can offer, then they don't deserve anything else.

Nice to see them ALL looking do Miserable, warns my heart! lol!

Femons lonelyness and pointless lives are all self inflicted. I don't have ANY empathy or any form of /emotion or duty of care to these CUNT's. As an independent unwanted guy I fill my life with great shit to do, hobbies and interest's rather than sulking over some American thing whos concert has ended. Femons are so fucking PATHETIC. I mean if I have a day out at Moto GP or something I don't come home depressed or lonely, I had a fucking great day out and life goes on. The problem lay's with femon's NOT really having a life. they fantasize about all this wonderful princess shit, but in reality they are totally DELUDED, created by their OWN laziness and inability because of a lack of knowledge and logic. That is where MEN used to come in way back to support them, but no longer now WE have walked. They wanted to be alone and they got what they wanted and now they are depressed about it. Yet these CUNT's will still say "Where are all the good MEN"? Well lady's we are doing just fine due to the fact YOU don't want us anymore. Oh! by the way I don't want YOU either!

The Pop Tart Swift can't go away fast enough for me. They usually have a max shelf life of about 10 years as these young, shallow femon fans would never idolize a femon as old as their mom. The clock is ticking... Though I realize the next one will likely be even worse.

An everlasting gobstopper in their twat might, l say might, mitigate the mental suffering of these twits….narcissistic femons make poor mates…cheers