I'm sitting here, in a sunny Mediterranean plaza, enjoying my second coffee and book to myself, studying my passion, and hopefully future profession. Meanwhile all around me are the sights and smells of the prettiest chirpy , giggling girls enjoying their conversations, playing with their hair.

I really feel like, man's joy comes from the satisfaction of working hard, and women's joy comes from play and socialising (or whatever, who cares, I'm more interested in pursuing my happiness than that of the other gender)

The pheromones are rampant in the air, its triggering my libido (which drives me to work harder... Don't exactly know why). If I get turned on enough, I'll cash in some of my hard work, and pay my friend a visit who is always available, always charming, and a professional! She'll satisfy me, and if she doesn't, she has a friend who can join in too! And the best part is, at the end of the day, I come home, and continue to do whatever the F I want, because at home there is no one to tell me otherwise.

MGTOW salute, fellow bretherins, unplugged from the matrix.