There's plenty of other women in the world

Make them all hate me. That’ll Make America Great Again.

I like reminding myself why I usually avoid women. It’s like punching yourself in the gut.

At least now I know the cause of the depression, apparently being alone will cause that. Medicine won’t fix that.

She doesn’t want an apology. That’s why she’s avoiding me. That means she didn’t like me that much anyways.

I probably won’t say anything to her, if I ever see her again. Women aren’t worth the trouble. Just stay alone and miserable. You won’t live as long that way.

Listening to She Hates Me, by Puddle of Mudd. I should blast it, so everybody knows.

Avoid women like the plague.