NoLogic4Foids
I would murder every foid ridin’ the cock carousel
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We all know foids are born steeped in original sin, yet that hardly means they remain static in their depravity. No - they actively cultivate their inner evil as time passes. One of their favorite ways to nurture this rot is through books. Not useful books, of course. Romance novels.
While men read to build knowledge, sharpen their minds, and strengthen their character, foids devour stories that normalize cheating, paint men as disposable villains or pathetic fools, and glorify the most depraved "dark romance." That genre is utterly disgusting - a celebration of abuse, manipulation, and female wickedness wrapped in pretty prose.
Unlike men, who might consume dark content to vent their darkest urges and then push that evil away, foids read it to feed and strengthen the venom already festering in their souls. They don’t exorcise their darkness; they water it, stroke it, and let it grow.
You still don’t hate them enough. You haven’t even begun to grasp the depths of their selfish, manipulative, parasitic nature. It’s time to stop holding back. Start hating their rotten, treacherous souls with every fiber of your being.
While men read to build knowledge, sharpen their minds, and strengthen their character, foids devour stories that normalize cheating, paint men as disposable villains or pathetic fools, and glorify the most depraved "dark romance." That genre is utterly disgusting - a celebration of abuse, manipulation, and female wickedness wrapped in pretty prose.
Unlike men, who might consume dark content to vent their darkest urges and then push that evil away, foids read it to feed and strengthen the venom already festering in their souls. They don’t exorcise their darkness; they water it, stroke it, and let it grow.
You still don’t hate them enough. You haven’t even begun to grasp the depths of their selfish, manipulative, parasitic nature. It’s time to stop holding back. Start hating their rotten, treacherous souls with every fiber of your being.





