Let’ssss get ready to simppp (Buffer voice).
Well at least not as cringe as the simp I’m about to introduce you to.
This simp comes in the form of an ex boyfriend chasing the girl who left him.
Here we go.
“Let’s meet up for coffee.”
Someone needs to riddle this guy the truth….
She doesn’t want you anymore.
She is most likely headed back to the carousel.
Walk away like a strong man.
“I bet you’re cheating on me right now.”
It is not your concern anymore.
Walk away and don’t look back.
Don’t even entertain the thought of cuckholdry (something that is trying to be normalized in our current society).
“But she probably did cheat.”
I can already hear you guys.
This simp needs a bro to remind him…..“out of sight out of mind.” or “Ignorance is bliss.”
I understand rejection can hurt….but don’t sacrifice your dignity.
That right there is a habit of simpery.
“I just want to talk to my beautiful girlfriend.”
Ah, the compliments….a favorite in the simp arsenal.
But to the simps dismay….the compliments are met with further silence.
Time for simp rage.
“Whatever, I am better without you. You could never turn me on, fat pig.”
I actually laughed after reading that.
She probably is fat.
In fact likely morbidly obese.
But the bro just can’t give it up.
“I hope you get another eating disorder, and die of an overdose.”
“I am going to make a missing person report if you don’t respond.”
“Come on I miss you.”
From “fat pig….I hope you die.” to “I miss you.” in just a few simp seconds.
Quite the volatile simp.
“You’re such a whore, you deserve whatever happens to you.”
And then the simp’s beloved queen responds,
“Are you threatening me.”
Was it worth it bro?
Your simping is now tip-toeing against the long arms of the law.
“You shouldn’t ignore your boyfriend, slut.”
“Did you tell my cousin I got in a car accident?”
The line between psycho and simp is very thin.
In fact I’ll go out on a limb here and say simping is a form of psychosis.
The simp mistakingly projects ideals like perfection on to often mediocre and “fat pig” women.
“Ok. I get it. You just want me to work harder for you.”
Work harder for yourself.
Get off the phone and stop humiliating yourself.
Go lift some weights, work on a skill, have some self dignity.
“I’ve filed a police report.”
And there you have it.
Simping of epic proportions.
I am considering changing up the Sunday post to something else soon.
Perhaps feminazi of the week, resource of the week, or something else.
Sometimes it’s good to change it up.
If you guys are enjoying this format as is just let me know and I’ll wait to change it for a bit.
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