/b/ - Random

This is not something positive. It is something negative. It may be cute and adorable in thought, but ultimately repulsive in observation and oftentimes practice.

Today I experienced a wretched display of “LOVE” from a close acquaintance of mine. Randomly, in our group chat with a few other mutuals, she (unprompted) complained about her stupid ass boyfriend giving her a hickey, and how it’s such a pain/bother to cover up. I told her “I don’t want to hear about this” while our mutual friends were shocked and curious. She gave us the BLESSING of a visual and proceeded to sent a picture of the disgusting mark on her neck. FIRST of all, literally nobody asked for this. SECOND of all, you’re disgusting and I could give less of a shit about what your repulsive fucking boyfriend is doing to you. I am not even exaggerating when I say that I felt absolutely horrible when she sent that first text to the group chat. It puts a horrible image of her being defiled by her fuckass boyfriend in my head. This is something I absolutely hate about young couples. They think that everyone is interested in their business, curious about whether their shit is brown or a taupe -NEWSFLASH, nobody fucking cares so you PDA loving bitches can just kill yourselves because I assure you that nobody is wondering if you are sexually active with your partner, nobody is wondering who you got a hickey from, nobody is wondering if you’ve given up your virginity (SLUT), and nobody most of all gives a shit if you’re in “love”. Keep it to yourself, it really is that simple.

PDA/flaunting your retarded relationship isn’t the only annoying thing about love, but it’s the feeling itself. Being in love is the worst thing a human can experience in todays world. One day you’re soaring through the clouds, ecstatic and seeing the world through a new lens of pink and the next day you’re in your bedroom, sleeping through the day, feeling sick to your stomach wondering what is going through your crush’s mind. I hate the ambiguity. I hate it all. Most of all, I hate thinking about him when I was made to think for myself. Before anything, I am a human, a selfish creature. I hate when he takes up my mind and distracts me, from ME.
Worrying about someone else is annoying when you don’t know what they’re thinking. I hate playing this game of cat and mouse because it causes so much overthinking and unnecessary stress for no reason. From this, Ive been disinterested in love, and I’ve made no effort to start any courtships with anyone.

In addition, slut men fags are just looking for a woman that obeys easily and will suck his dick. I hate men like this, and I think that they should actually all fucking die. I hate doing as I am told (which is what everyone else should hate) and I’m sorry that I’m not a quick fuck like most simple bitches, but I would actually prefer to date someone for a future and not for just having sex and or a stupid fucking relationship that isn’t going anywhere. That is clearly too much to ask for in today’s world where faggots just say “gyat” or “damn you’re fine” as a way of fucking flirting.

Something more are those pathetic dating apps. I will never use any of those dating apps in my life. Love is fucking stupid but dating apps make it absolutely retarded. Nobody actually cares about the interests you put in your little description, it’s about your face, your body, and how willing you are to open your legs. Stop marketing yourself in these apps to those wolves. They don’t care about you, they just want to be pleased and then to toss you away. After that, they’d get back to swiping left and right to restart their sex-cycle.

There is no more simple loving; it is just a cancer that should be eradicated from existence because of how it deteriorated into such a pathetic concept from what it once was praised to be.

Say what you want.