I hate men.
Hate them. Until recently, I thought my misandry was perfectly justified and all men were pigs. If I ever needed to interact with a man I didn't know personally for any reason, I was quiet, unfriendly and, to be honest, a complete bitch. However, I've recently realized that an awful lot of those individuals in possession of a Y-chromosome are fantastic people. This discovery has made me a bit nervous, as I have been comfortable despising and distrusting men for several years now. Don't get me wrong, I still don't trust anyone with a penis, unless he happens to be related to me. Even then, it's a little iffy. Regardless, I feel as though I have unfairly misjudged approximately half of the population. So then! Male blog-readers of mine! It would be just lovely if you could supply me with some good reasons I should not hate you and your fellow males, because I'm having a hard time coming up with anything on my own, as much as I'd like to.
I would also like to know how you feel about push-up bras, but that's just out of curiosity.
That's all.
