Admit simp crimes you've committed

[Indiglow Meta (R$G)]

had fiance of 2.5 years holding it down...we're going through it...a chick I've been talking to off and on online for about 4,5 years: suddenly starts going mega hard, hitting me up every day...nudes exchanged...everything exchanged...she tells me her life story, real name, etc..."we end up falling in love" (LOL)...fast forward about a month later (after she sends me some bread and pays for the bus ticket)...I move from DC to Miami. She has some j's for me...I got a job a few days later...We're fukking like rabbits but I notice funny shyt going on...just a strange vibe all around...like her ex boyfriend from january (of 2 years) riding by the crib when I'm outside smoking a cigarette...He said whatup to me, I said what's choppin...he mumbles something under his breath and rides off. She changes her number but she still communicates with him via email because "she's close to his niece" We're in facebook roast groups together and some girl gets exposed. I tell her the chick sent me nudes before...she demands the pictures and exposes the girl...while we're living together...after that she got real weird and I find out she went through my phone and found a conversation with my hippie homegirl about what I'm going to do when I break up with her...it was a joke, basically...I had the chick hit her up and explain herself...shorty starts getting really iffy with the p*ssy and head...and it eventually stops while I'm living in her house...after a while I notice more bullshyt with her and we finally break up...she says it's because of what she snuck and found in my phone...I move up to West Palm to stay with my pops for a while, we're communicating...I still want to pay her back for the bus ticket and the money she sent to DC for me, so I did...I take the tri rail down, her friend comes to get me, we're chilling...smoking Ls (I bought the weed)...I gave her my $120 check (I had 2)...plus $10 extra...she loses 10 and then gets mad at me for not giving her $150...she drops me off at the train station but doesn't give me a kiss like she did after she dropped me off the first time...we get into a big fight and I tell her all the shyt her friends were saying about her...I called her an actor, said she never loved me, and I can't believe I came down here just to break up after a month. She gets super mad, says fukk YOU fukk YOU fukk YOU...I'VE NEVER MEANT IT SO MUCH, fukk YOU...then calms down on fb...and says we can never speak...and blocks me. I go simp crazy and all my numbers are blocked...I talk to her through a mutual friend...he says she needs time. I miss a call from her at midnight the other day...and then I get a random IM from one of her pages: I unblocked you to tell you I've reconciled with Sydney...we shouldn't speak...I wish you well. I texted her: "I knew it, goodbye."...then I said some shyt like: That's the reason, isn't it? Both were left on seen, both will remain there...no more words for her. No nothing. Karma dealt me a righteous blow.

Sydney's the same nikka who was on the bike.

 

[Indiglow Meta (R$G)]

Sidenote: She had some J's for me when I got down there...I still wear them...Military Blue 4's...part of that big argument was her saying I should pay her back for 'em. I'm still really fukked up off it because I came all the way down here to get thrown in the bushes but fukk it. I have my life and all I did was cry a few times and make myself look stupid. She technically spent more money on me...It was a mental thing...all the words exchanged, all the passionate conversations. Gone...Out like a match in detroit winter.

 

[Lavish]

I'm fukking crying

so am i

 

[Two Stacks]

goddamn nikkas breaking off THOUSANDS to these bytches? i was a simp but i wasn't that stupid. Faaaaawk.

 

[Indiglow Meta (R$G)]

Yeah I never did that in my life...The most I ever gave a chick was that $130...The J's she got sitting right here? $175.

 

[Grams]

Never really told nobody this story before.

Freshman year of college, I had a little job making nickels and dimes, and I had managed to save up about 3k for a car so that I could get back and forth to school. While riding the bus I met this baaaaad little hoodrat. Homegirl was shaped like all of the bad decisions that I was bound to make were going to be worth it. I got her number and we talked on the phone for a few weeks, heavy breathing and all of that. I had the little nerd thing going for me, and eventually I got the all clear to catch the bus out to her house, and I did.

Get out there and we eat hot wings (my treat) and watch movies. I try to slide in and she's acting all shy (despite claiming to be in a gang and having stabbed other chicks and all that), so I settle for a little tongue kiss and some fondling and then she makes some lame excuse about her mom coming home, so my chubby and I leave.

The talking on the phone continues and every so often I visit, but I still can't even get a dry handjob. Looking back, she was a master manipulator. I was about 19, and she was 3 years older than me so she knew how to run me around--Flash a little nipple here, let me squeeze on her ass there, stuff like that. She decides that she wants to go to hair school, which is right near my university so I'm waking up two hours before I gotta be up, catching the bus out to her house, meeting her at the bus stop, all kinds of terrible shyt. One day, she casually mentions that she needs money to pay for her first semester of hair school so that she can get out of her mom's house. The bill...?

about 3 thousand, almost equal to my car savings.

So I break her off the 3k, she gets in hair school and it's all good...until about two weeks later when I go to the hair school to give her some flowers I bought and she's up in there with some dude and she's letting him kiss on her neck. I'm devastated as fukk and i throw the roses at her booth and storm out. She calls me the next day on some "this thing wasn't never gonna work out anyway, you're too nice" type noise.

Suffice to say, my folks were PISSED when I told them what happened. Pops was like "Nikka, I can't believe you" and he was extremely pissed because he had told me beforehand that he had an odd feeling about ol' girl.

That was the last BIG L that I took off a woman. I saw her once after I graduated from college, when I drove by her at a bus stop and she hailed me and asked me to give her a ride to the same hair school that she had been going to when we were talking. She had a couple of kids and was looking real , and I was gonna give her some pity help but then I remembered that big azz hole in my pocket from earlier simp activities and I just drove off on her. Lil dumb ass nikka, I was.

WWWWWWWWASTEMAN!




Yall coli nikkas b!

 

[MAKAVELI25]

So many L's in this thread. I can't recall ever giving a female a gift/card/roses that wasn't my Moms. I only got a couple of things to offer deez hoes

Momma prolly see this and be mortified

 

[CosbyMadeMeSellDrugs]

Sat through an episode of Gilmore Girls

 

[MF_BREW]

back in middle school I give five girls five bucks........ i NEED TO REPENT FOR MY SINS!!!

 

[killacal]

I might be simping this weekend brehs

Met this girl in Pittsburgh 2 weeks ago, really hit it off, she showed me around the city and the club spots and all that. Went out together 3 out of the 4 nights I was there. I didn't hit yet, took her to the room on the 3rd night and my co-worker hated on me and made her leave

She's coming here Thursday, only problem is I live with my sister and I got a little side piece in the next building who stays spying, and I don't wanna mess that up.

So I'm thinking about buying a hotel for 3 days, so we can be alone and be downtown already. Simp move or nah?

In what world is this simpin thats a side mission

 

[SmarkMero]

Had MSN logged on everyday for a year in the hope of talking to her after she left me.....................Found out she blocked me when I logged in with my other E-Mail and seen that she was online.

 

[Ziggiy]

had fiance of 2.5 years holding it down...we're going through it...a chick I've been talking to off and on online for about 4,5 years: suddenly starts going mega hard, hitting me up every day...nudes exchanged...everything exchanged...she tells me her life story, real name, etc..."we end up falling in love" (LOL)...fast forward about a month later (after she sends me some bread and pays for the bus ticket)...I move from DC to Miami. She has some j's for me...I got a job a few days later...We're fukking like rabbits but I notice funny shyt going on...just a strange vibe all around...like her ex boyfriend from january (of 2 years) riding by the crib when I'm outside smoking a cigarette...He said whatup to me, I said what's choppin...he mumbles something under his breath and rides off. She changes her number but she still communicates with him via email because "she's close to his niece" We're in facebook roast groups together and some girl gets exposed. I tell her the chick sent me nudes before...she demands the pictures and exposes the girl...while we're living together...after that she got real weird and I find out she went through my phone and found a conversation with my hippie homegirl about what I'm going to do when I break up with her...it was a joke, basically...I had the chick hit her up and explain herself...shorty starts getting really iffy with the p*ssy and head...and it eventually stops while I'm living in her house...after a while I notice more bullshyt with her and we finally break up...she says it's because of what she snuck and found in my phone...I move up to West Palm to stay with my pops for a while, we're communicating...I still want to pay her back for the bus ticket and the money she sent to DC for me, so I did...I take the tri rail down, her friend comes to get me, we're chilling...smoking Ls (I bought the weed)...I gave her my $120 check (I had 2)...plus $10 extra...she loses 10 and then gets mad at me for not giving her $150...she drops me off at the train station but doesn't give me a kiss like she did after she dropped me off the first time...we get into a big fight and I tell her all the shyt her friends were saying about her...I called her an actor, said she never loved me, and I can't believe I came down here just to break up after a month. She gets super mad, says fukk YOU fukk YOU fukk YOU...I'VE NEVER MEANT IT SO MUCH, fukk YOU...then calms down on fb...and says we can never speak...and blocks me. I go simp crazy and all my numbers are blocked...I talk to her through a mutual friend...he says she needs time. I miss a call from her at midnight the other day...and then I get a random IM from one of her pages: I unblocked you to tell you I've reconciled with Sydney...we shouldn't speak...I wish you well. I texted her: "I knew it, goodbye."...then I said some shyt like: That's the reason, isn't it? Both were left on seen, both will remain there...no more words for her. No nothing. Karma dealt me a righteous blow.

Sydney's the same nikka who was on the bike.

Damn breh.. But because she actually paid for YOU to come live with her I wouldn't call this a story of simping it was just a relationship that got fukked up towards the end...


And the moral of this story is to STAY the fukk away from social media when it comes to relationships, half of the issues that hall had started from FB shyt

 

[Indiglow Meta (R$G)]

This just happened. Still fresh. Why the fukk did the bytch unblock me just to tell me she got back with that nikka...why would you get back with a chick who IMPORTED a nikka to SUCK AND fukk in the bed you BOUGHT?

 

[African Peasant]

But yeah, honestly I'm not going to lie. When I was younger I was a hopeless romantic (simp) I use to write poems to girls I liked in middle school ( ACTUAL POEMS bruhs, not know "roses are red" shhit) and all of that. My father both schooled me on the game as well as let me experience for myself what it was like. He always tells me now that he use to HATE to think of the day I'd get my heart broken and become cynical towards women because I was always such a caring boy. But he explained to me then and now, that women aren't really looking for "feelings" as opposed to "security". Women want a man who is sure of themselves, confident, and willing to live without them. Women NEED to know that they are expendable in any given relationship. If your woman is your everything and she KNOWS this from the jump, then she has the advantage. Which means she has license to do any and everything she wants, including disrespect you, talk down to you, fukk over you,etc.

"A woman looks at a man the way a man looks at money" My Father always taught me. "A man will spend his entire life chasing dollars because Dollars equal a better life, a better car, a better house. But when they get enough of it then it becomes disposable, they lose respect for it, for what it took to accumulate it." This is why you see Floyd Mayweather burning $100 dollar bills at the club. Why you see T-Pain rocking a chain that says nothing but "BIG ASS CHAIN" in diamonds. Why you see Jay-Z and Kanye West tearing up $200,000 plus luxury cars in videos. What it took to gain that wealth has been trivialized, it's in abundance and therefore it has become disposable.

Women are the same way. A woman will spend half her time searching for the "right man" a man who respects her, loves her, listens to her, is attentive, romantic, etc. A man who truly loves her and supports her equal a better life, better house, a better car. But when that man is truly and unconditionally open to her and they get enough of it, then he becomes disposable, she loses respect for him, for what it took emotionally to forge that connection and openness. The "mystery" of him is no more. This is why you see women who constantly chase after "thug *****s". This is why you hear about wives fukking thier husbands friends, associates, coworkers. This is why you have music videos with Rhianna glorifying unstable relationships full of arguing, drug use, and insecurity. Talking about falling in love in a "hopeless place", because in that "hopeless place" is the thrill of the unknown. What it takes to have a man who can provide security, comfort, open displays of affection, and love has been trivialized, it is in abundance and therefore has become disposable.


Even as a married man I still, and forever will, see my wife as a woman first. I'm as open with her as I've been with any woman however, she knows that she is NOT irreplaceable. I will dump her just as quickly as I would have before we were married and have made this quite clear. Before we were married I broe up with her before and just cold turkey stopped talking to her. She knows that as a man I've been taught and raised that I need NO woman to define my life or make me fulfilled. If she disrespects me its a wrap. If we're having a conversation or argument and she begins to speak to me in a manner unbecoming of my status as a MAN, I calmly ask her " Who the Fukk do you think your talking too?" Not like I'm Ike Turner, but like a MAN who will not be talked down too. As a RULE I make it a principle to not talk down to my wife, I treat her as an adult and a grown woman, and she WILL do the same at all times. I've told her, as well as any other woman I've dated that this is NOT a request, it is a DEMAND. My father taught me that when it comes to women never EXPECT respect. DEMAND it. I give it to her and she will give it to me.
A lot of men let puccyy dictate how they treat women, they'll put up with certain things in order to make sure they are still smashing that Ass at the end of the night. I get this, but as my father taught me, " She wants it just as much as you do." this is key. If I need to allow a woman to run roughshod over me just to get some sex then something is WRONG in this equation. If I stand my ground on an issue and it equals no sex, then that woman is probably giving up the goods on the side anyways.


I'd love to go back to the fairy tale of my youth, where girls were exotic, heavenly creatures to be admired and romanced. Where beng inspired to write a poem about a female was a thrilling gesture.Where I could dream about getting a girl to love me based upon the virtue of my character. Sadly, that world does NOT exist, and honestly it never did. The "Game" is the same as its been since the beginning of time. My father, when I was a kid, use to always watch cartoons and animated movies with us. One time we were watching Bambi, and he pointed to a scene in which grown up Bambi sees the female doe and falls in love. He's dancing around the forest all "twitterpated" and in awe of this beautiful creature. Suddenly another male aggressively shows up and begins to make off with the female. Bambi, at first confused, tries to lead off with the female, but the aggressive male buck comes between them. The female doe begins to walk off with the aggressive male buck until Bambi, coming to understanding with the way the world and nature truly is, becomes enraged and engages the Male Buck in combat. It is a thrillingly violent sequence (for a childrens movie) that ends with Bambi triumphantly subduing his adversary, his prize the right to mate and have children with the female doe. My father would watch this sequence, tell me to pay attention "Because this is a lesson I'd learn later in life" and say "that's it!" at the end of the sequence.

The point is that the female doe didn't give two flying fukks how much Bambi was in "love" with her. How much he was frolicking at the sight of her. She was perfectly happy to go mate with the aggressive male buck until Bambi wised up and fought for his right to mate. His right to sire children. His right to call himself a Buck. It was the AGRESSIVENESS that got Bambi the woman, his unwillingness to be disrespected, his DEMAND for proper loyalty. NOT his emotions.


THIS is the way of relationships. A man must never allow his emotions for a woman to be the end all and be all of the relationship. For if it is, he will NOT have his woman for long, she'll be off smashing the next male Buck.

Pretty much, except for the bolded part.

 

[Rarely-Wrong Liggins]

Those stories that Liggins posted....

are they all his?

Ion diyalot to lih dat simp lihustahl.