30/07/2025
A simp is a neutered excuse of a man. A walking tampon soaked in desperation. The type whoād sell his soul, spine, and balls just for a woman to notice him. He's not a man heās a biological male in emotional diapers, begging for crumbs like a street dog licking the feet of his own master.
Heās the type who sends money to a woman whoās getting clapped by another man, while he types āgoodnight babeā with a dry phone and empty bed. Heās the digital slave of Instagram models and OnlyFans chicks, financing the or***ms of men with stronger game.
A simp doesnāt just fall for women he collapses, crumbles, and crawls. Heās the kind whoāll fight his own brothers to defend a woman who wouldnāt p**s on him if he was on fire. He mistakes obedience for love. He thinks sacrifice equals s*x. He believes worshiping a woman makes him worthy it makes him pathetic.
He calls being used "romance," being ignored "mystery," and being disrespected "femininity."
No woman respects a simp. Not even his own mother.
Why? Because he has no edge. No fire. No backbone. Just a soft heart in a soft chest and a weaker mind.
Heāll abandon his mission to chase a womanās attention, and when sheās done draining his wallet, his energy, and his pride sheāll block him, laugh about him in group chats, and ride with a real man while he whines online about "nice guys finishing last."
A simp is the enemy of masculinity.
He is the embodiment of weakness, the kind of man ancient warriors would have exiled or executed.
In the arena of men, a simp is not just useless heās dangerous. He spreads weakness like a disease, infecting other men to lay down their swords and pick up flowers for ungrateful queens.
So hereās the law:
Kill the simp in you before he kills the man in you.
Because if you die a simp, you never lived a man.
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