why did it seem so goddamn important?

"When we are loved we are afraid love will vanish. When we are alone we are afraid love will never return." -Audre Lorde

That's why.

Well, that and the fact that a lot of men really are putrid pieces of crap who seem nice and normal and caring to begin with (that's how they suck us in) but who somehow morph into loathesome pricks who just want to ogle/fondle our breasts, fuck us, and tell their friends about it.

Men. Ugh. The bitterness was completely warranted, I promise. That old man of yours should get over it. :)