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“Are you on the pill?”

“No…”

Words matter; the words we use define our thought patterns and the way we conceptualize the world around us. Some cultures generally describe things with relative directions - 'left of', and 'to the right' - while other cultures consistently use absolute directions - 'to the north', and 'south of' - instead. Calling something a 'cost' primes us to think in terms of loss and avoidance; calling the same thing an 'investment' encourages patience, growth, and mindfulness of future payoff. When we u

Words, both on their own and in context, construct the mental scaffolding through which reality is interpreted.

That's why it's important to use the right words, phrases, and terms:

That's not a woman, that's a set of warm holes with tits.

It's not your vagina, it's his breeding hole. It's not your ass, it's his cock socket. It's not your mouth, it's his cum receptacle.

She's not a feminist, she's delusional.

You're not a virgin, you're unclaimed property.

You're not a sex worker, you're a public utility.

It's not an abusive relationship, it's intensive hands-on training.

She's not expressing her opinions, she's practicing her vocalizations.

It's not blackmail, it's incentivized cooperation. It's not stalking, it's personalized observation. It's not kidnapping, it's optimized relocation.

She's not a strong independent woman, she's a cunt awaiting assignment.

You don't set boundaries, you beg for different treatment.

It's not degradation, it's a re-calibration of self-worth.

He didn't bruise you, he decorated you. He didn't hit you, he motivated you. He didn't beat you, he corrected your behavior.

You weren't harassed, you were the subject of persistent romance. You weren't sexually assaulted, you received unexpected attention. You weren't raped, you were enjoyed.

You don't have limits, you have a list of things you haven't learned to enjoy - yet.

That's not a lesbian couple, that's a fakedyke breeding pair.

You're not crying, you're leaking from the eyes instead of from your holes.

It's not hateful sexism, it's realizing the reality of your role. It's not toxic misogyny, it's a recognition of natural order. It's not the malevolent patriarchy, it's right.