All women destroy the souls and happiness of men. Vaginas are just soul-reaving black holes designed to suck out the spirit and vigor of all things male.
Women are also the scientifically proven natural predators of such things as:
--Fun
--Logic
--Reason
--Video Games
--All electronic entertainment
--Other women you might know
Ehh...my overall take on it--I never dated a girl that didn't try to leave her pathetic little mark on society wherever she went. In fact I have never even KNOWN a girl who was capable of not freaking out at the thought of someone not worshipping them. I know, I know, everyone says the same thing--"Pride not all girls are like that man"--but I've yet to hear that from someone who was NOT currently under the effects of the vaginal neurotoxin.
Then again I have been in love with one girl for 8 years. So who's the fool? Who's to say? All I know...where I've come from and where I've experienced, women are good for absolutely nothing but ruining the lives of the boyfriends they bedazzle.
Case in point about the vaginal neurotoxin: I recently threw a special birthday party in my own honor and planned it around several close friends' availability under the premise that we could all hang out and have a great time after months of being separated due to various commitments. One friend of fifteen years completely didn't come because he was sitting in his room with his girlfriend all night; another friend of literally my entire life (since 1 yr. old) came, but insisted he had to leave early to get back to his dorm to set up his clothes for work, do laundry, do a project, and all this other bull****. He made a THIRD friend drive him 30 miles home, several hours early (which of course meant the third person couldn't come back), and then when they got there, he asked to just be dropped off at his girlfriend's place and didn't do not one damn thing that he said.
Those guys have never lied to me in their lives...till a broad showed up. I did the same to them, we all do it.
That is why I swore off of them completely. Until I meet one that captivates me so deeply that it utterly eclipses the girl I've unconditionally loved for nearly a decade now (pretty much impossible), I refuse to play "The Game." I refuse to pick up on these mediocre nothingfaces and try to convince myself one of them is worth the aggravation. Cause in the end, not a damn one of them is. Not even the one I love is worth what I've put myself through for her.
But I still do it. Again--who's the fool?
aaaah i want a GF!!! pff i must go out more. 
