Warning: Inflammatory, pejorative and vulgar language ensues.
My comments are in square brackets, [like this].
I'm a proud and angry masculist. [There's no such thing; "Masculist" is not a word. The word you want is "Masculinist", but it's still nonsense.] I make a big deal about it, because it is a big deal. The fundamental freedom to be oneself is more important than literally anything else. I would happily die to preserve my freedom of expression, if I was certain that the dead were capable of expressing themself. [sic]
Glad to wear the label of "incel", which is flung at me in hatred by hate-filled people, most of them women. You girls make far too many ignorant snap judgments [pot calling kettle black much?], like assuming a man can't be a quality human being, simply because he doesn't waste his time crafting a profile for the purpose of impressing you, when he has no idea what you even want (other than "the whole goddamned world served up on a silver platter every time you bat your eyelashes"). [Perhaps if these men bothered to read a profile for five minutes before looking for titty pictures and getting their dicks out, things would be different. But no, hoping they might actually make an effort to do something other than show their dicks is clearly asking too much.]
I desperately want to find a quality male companion to share my life with [sic], but if you're so shallow and bitchy that you instantly assume men are not worth your time, just because they don't have a long summary [note the oxymoron] written here about what they are looking for, then you're not the one they are looking for anyway, [probably just as well] so go screw yourself! [That strikes me as a better idea, quite frankly.]
Now that the arrogant drama queens have fucked off to wherever they belong....
If you've got the balls (literal ones) necessary to practice the opposite of "social distancing", let's talk about protecting ourselves from the real disease: violent insanity as a consequence of chronic skin hunger. [WTF is "chronic skin hunger", exactly, some sort of flesh-eating disease? It seems like something for which you should seek medical help.]
By the way, if you do read my profile and come away with the idea that I'm dangerous, offensive, or otherwise a "problematic" person that you don't want to interact with, for the love of Cthulhu at least have the balls to admit to being the kind of judgy, hate-filled ass that gets afraid when a homeless person asks them for change. [How is that relevant?!] Pussyfooting around with me and trying to pull this "I just don't think we click as people, and I sincerely wish you luck finding someone more compatible" nonsesnse [sic] ... you're not going to win any points with me trying to pull that shit. Responses like this are fucking insulting to a woman (or man) in my position. [Better yet, just block and move on without a backward glance.]
Screw your wishy-washy "agree to disagree" crap; you're either with me or against me, so take a principled stand for your reasons if you think I'm an asshole, but stop insulting my intelligence by pretending it's nothing personal. This is exactly why guys will call you a slut when you refuse to screw them, ladies. [How does that make any sense?] It's not because you declined, it's because you belittled the seriousness of their need [Why so serious? Tonight, people are going to fap!], and talked down to them as if they're an unruly child, instead of showing proper respect for someone whose penis is exactly as valuable to the universe as your vagina. [Every sperm is sacred. Every sperm is good. Every sperm is needed, in your neighborhood!]
Piss on my head if you must, [YKINMK & TOK] but spare me your attempt to fool me into thinking it's a gentle spring rain.
[Holy hell, WTAF was all that nonsense?]
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