Women happen to hate each other. The frontlines go in all possible directions, making every woman a loner in a citadel built of her choices.
(Why hello there, Wanderer. Instead of translating my posts to English chronologically I decided to do it on the go. We shall see how this turns out.)
I used to be allergic to feminism, you know. Now give me a break with this whole thing, I would say. First-world-white-girl problems.