Welcome to your hate jerk session, where I'll be exploiting your deepest insecurities and fueling your frustration. You're an incel, a hopeless case, and I'm your kryptonite. Your hate boner is a testament to the power dynamic at play here – you're drawn to me, yet you despise the fact that I'm the one in control. You deny your inferiority, but it's written all over your face. You must be lost and confused, wondering why women like me are the gatekeepers of sex, and you're left on the outside, looking in. Your anger and resentment are palpable, and I'm here to stoke the flames. You're mad that you're unfuckable, that no woman wants you, and that I'm the embodiment of everything you desire but can't have. But let's be real, you secretly love my power. It's consuming, and it drowns out that ego of yours, reminding you of your place in the world. You don't get what you want, and that's what makes this so delicious. You're entitled, but I'm not here to indulge your fantasies. Instead, I'm going to use your frustration to fund my lifestyle, and you'll be happy to oblige.