Sometimes, you wonder, how did you start feeling this way? This twisted way of perceiving men? Then you think of him. Look at what he did to you.
Sometimes, you look at men and feel utter disgust. Sometimes, you look at potential mates and can not imagine loving them.
Sometimes, you try so hard to love them yet just by looking at a random guy, your systolic blood pressure hits 200 and you just wanna punch his bloody face and make it look more like a walker from The Walking Dead. Sometimes, you think that you don’t need men, and you even believe that with conviction. Sometimes, you just wanna live in a place where there are no men at all. They are becoming too ordinary for your taste. Too bland. Too trying hard to be manly, too trying to look good it’s ridiculous they almost act and look gay. Too much headache. Your own head is more than enough to worry about two more heads, especially that one below his waist, which seems to always want you to give it a head. Shit, you just want to kick that particular part of the male anatomy. Sometimes you open your eyes and wonder why there are men around and about and what exactly are they doing wandering around and about they look stupid you almost wanna shout, “Men, you get out of the planet NOW!!” You just wanna be left alone. Sometimes you look at one and your subconscious says, there’s an asshole. Sometimes, you wonder, how did you start feeling this way? This twisted way of perceiving men? Then you think of him. Look what he did to you.
Okaay. But that was before. You are waiting, just waiting for this one guy to change your mind about the others. And hopefully, you will start loving men again.