I would sit here and write a huge post about how you’re wrong. Pointing out the mistakes in your logic. I’m not going to. You want me to, you want a trans person to try to debate you so you can use all those poor debate techniques to talk over me. Gishgallop, begging questions, incredulity. All of them.
I’m not going to do that. I’m going to be blunt, entirely honest, and without any softening of my thoughts.
You’re not a woman. You’re a miserable dried up, crusty, used, worthless set of shit covered pissflaps on legs. You are a cunt in both the insult and genital slang of the word. You are nothing more than what you reduce womanhood to. It is the only way to explain your additude, that even in your own sense of self worth, you have reduced yourself down to your genitals.
And, that does not anger me, no. I pity you. You, are pitiful. You can’t even find your own worth as a woman in things other than your genitalia. That, is pitiful, a pitance of an existance. A pathetic way to live.
I am not angry, I am not hurt or saddened. I’m not even disappointed. I simply pity you.