I was an OG simp though back in the day. I can;t lie. nikkas don't even wanna know the shyt I've done
Things That I've Honestly Done Before I Became A Player
Wrote a girl on poem on the spot, because i wanted to see her "smile"
Cried when a girl broke up with me in my room for 2 days.
Had a girl tell me she cheated on me, and then proceeded to CALL HER BACK, all night
Walked 3 miles to a girls house because I didnt have bus fare (not for p*ssy either)
Spent my school clothes shopping my money on a pendant for a girl
Attended a girls birthday party because "Even though we're not together anymore I want you there", and had to meet her new boyfriend face to face (we weren't together for a week)
Left girls crying voicemails "How you gonna do thatthats so fukked up. Wow Im done with you. ***Calls back 5 minutes later for another voicemail**
Went out of my way on Valentine's day buying chocolates and Roses, only to find out that she was fukking my cousin
Sat down in a park waiting for a girl for 3 hours, in the rain. Only to have her call me and tell me " she couldn't make it", I replied " Oh its okay dont worry about it" She hung up with "okay bye" And I walked home.
Spent my last 40 dollars on a dinner and a movie, and put out my heart to a girl, to which she replied, "I dont see you that way, but thanks for the food"
"Wrote a girl a girl a list of "100 things i love about you" and sent it to her email.
All of this actually happened by the way. I used to be a different person back in the day
I hate that its true. But it is. nikkas who've known be a long time know how much I've changed, and the ones who haven't known me that long, never believe I was actually like that.
I was a very awkward young nikka. And girls used to take advantage of me. I guess they thought they were doing me a favor.
But then the tables turned. I got better looking, more well rounded, colder, realer, smarter, and I never looked backIt takes a lot of me to take them serious these days. It's gonna take a special one to make me slow down too.
Talking to her girlfriend like "Yeah we used to go out" Her girlfriend goes 
"You two went out?" As if she didn't believe her. And I'm like yeah, a while back. She looks at my old girl and nods like 
. My old bytch starts trying to go through the memories and I'm like 
I gotta go though. It was nice seeing you, and I hope everything good with you. Didn't even diss her. The only diss needed was the one in her homegirl second guessing if we were ever a thing 
Left the store, pulled off in that 2014 Corvette StingRay ( it wasn't mine, it was rented for 3 weeks, I was in between cars and on my way to getting my A6 I have now, and wanted to treat myself to something for a little bit) and took one last look to the window and saw them gossiping about me, her friend with the 
look on her fukking face. 
Yeah, I legitimately used to cry over girls. I had no self-worth back then. Maybe I used to think that they were doing me a favor by fukking with me or something, because not too many girls would to be honest. So I guess, when I got one, I wanted to go overboard with the simp shyt. I didn't feel like I was embarrassing myself, I thought that's what you were supposed to do. I used to think that you were supposed to make a girl feel "loved", and invest time, and be the shoulder to lean on and all that other shyt.
I used to think that we were monogamous creatures, and that if you had something you were supposed to hold on to it, which is why I used to let so many girls shyt on me. I had no confidence. I was insecure. Didn't believe that I was even "worth" having a girlfriend. I used to put average bytches on pedestals. The women I fukk with now don't even get that treatment and they are all levels ahead of the girls I used to fukk with, and the girls who used to date me, BRAG about it now. Like "Yeah he used to love me" and other weird shyt that I hear. Because I upped my game so much, and their still so fukking basic that they take pride in the fact that they dated me. WHich is weird. I don't even fukk with lame bytches to be honest. When I say lame, I don't mean just physical, I mean mentally too.
The caliber of bytches I used to fukk with, won't even get an eye from me these days. I saw one of my old, old girls from my simp era at a Foot Locker early this year And she was with her homegirl. And she comes over to me like "Oh my God, Hi, How are you? It's been so long"
I don't even count the girls I fukked with back then. All of them were slores who caught me at my weakest point. All that simp shyt is for the boys man. Everytime I've ever pulled up with one of my new girls, to a get together or a party that had some of my old girls there, they always tryda fukking hide in a corner and avoid me the whole night
I take pride in the fact that I was a simp. It helped me to become a better person overall, and to have more self confidence. I learned how to cook, how to save money, some art, got my own crib, own car, good ass job, and I can pull most women these days. In person anyway.
My "special event" isnt even something I still think about. I just remember being really mad about it. And it shaped the way that I think about women these days. Shorty was fukking every nikka in Brooklyn behind my back. Wasn't even mad that she was cheating after a while, just was mad that I could have gotten sick. She got HIV now too. So I got out just in time.
I do me. Always. And I always will. People try to be make it seem like its selfish putting yourself first. It's not. You always gotta come first. You always gotta eat before anyone. Self preservation is the name of the game. Women come and go. WHich is why I feel so bad for so many of the dudes who come on her simping. Because at the end of the day, you have to live your life. You're always gonna be you, and a bytch can always be someone else's. Dont' simp. Just grow and stunt. And they'll simp over you
Who I was and who I am, are night and day. And I'm never looking back. I'm gonna keep fukking all these bytches until one of them makes a believer outta me. And when it comes I'll welcome it.
You evolved on some Charmander shyt. So beautiful. 
Dodged that HIV bytch with the trap counter.
fukk It. She ain't care about getting no one else sick so, it is what it is.
Yeah, I legitimately used to cry over girls. I had no self-worth back then. Maybe I used to think that they were doing me a favor by fukking with me or something, because not too many girls would to be honest. So I guess, when I got one, I wanted to go overboard with the simp shyt. I didn't feel like I was embarrassing myself, I thought that's what you were supposed to do. I used to think that you were supposed to make a girl feel "loved", and invest time, and be the shoulder to lean on and all that other shyt.
I used to think that we were monogamous creatures, and that if you had something you were supposed to hold on to it, which is why I used to let so many girls shyt on me. I had no confidence. I was insecure. Didn't believe that I was even "worth" having a girlfriend. I used to put average bytches on pedestals. The women I fukk with now don't even get that treatment and they are all levels ahead of the girls I used to fukk with, and the girls who used to date me, BRAG about it now. Like "Yeah he used to love me" and other weird shyt that I hear. Because I upped my game so much, and their still so fukking basic that they take pride in the fact that they dated me. WHich is weird. I don't even fukk with lame bytches to be honest. When I say lame, I don't mean just physical, I mean mentally too.
The caliber of bytches I used to fukk with, won't even get an eye from me these days. I saw one of my old, old girls from my simp era at a Foot Locker early this year And she was with her homegirl. And she comes over to me like "Oh my God, Hi, How are you? It's been so long"
I don't even count the girls I fukked with back then. All of them were slores who caught me at my weakest point. All that simp shyt is for the boys man. Everytime I've ever pulled up with one of my new girls, to a get together or a party that had some of my old girls there, they always tryda fukking hide in a corner and avoid me the whole night
I take pride in the fact that I was a simp. It helped me to become a better person overall, and to have more self confidence. I learned how to cook, how to save money, some art, got my own crib, own car, good ass job, and I can pull most women these days. In person anyway.
My "special event" isnt even something I still think about. I just remember being really mad about it. And it shaped the way that I think about women these days. Shorty was fukking every nikka in Brooklyn behind my back. Wasn't even mad that she was cheating after a while, just was mad that I could have gotten sick. She got HIV now too. So I got out just in time.
I do me. Always. And I always will. People try to be make it seem like its selfish putting yourself first. It's not. You always gotta come first. You always gotta eat before anyone. Self preservation is the name of the game. Women come and go. WHich is why I feel so bad for so many of the dudes who come on her simping. Because at the end of the day, you have to live your life. You're always gonna be you, and a bytch can always be someone else's. Dont' simp. Just grow and stunt. And they'll simp over you
Who I was and who I am, are night and day. And I'm never looking back. I'm gonna keep fukking all these bytches until one of them makes a believer outta me. And when it comes I'll welcome it.
and I hope you find mrs right one day 
Thanks, and I hope so too. No rushDamn. Im happy it all worked out for you in the end I know it feels amazing.
Yeah, I legitimately used to cry over girls. I had no self-worth back then. Maybe I used to think that they were doing me a favor by fukking with me or something, because not too many girls would to be honest. So I guess, when I got one, I wanted to go overboard with the simp shyt. I didn't feel like I was embarrassing myself, I thought that's what you were supposed to do. I used to think that you were supposed to make a girl feel "loved", and invest time, and be the shoulder to lean on and all that other shyt.
I used to think that we were monogamous creatures, and that if you had something you were supposed to hold on to it, which is why I used to let so many girls shyt on me. I had no confidence. I was insecure. Didn't believe that I was even "worth" having a girlfriend. I used to put average bytches on pedestals. The women I fukk with now don't even get that treatment and they are all levels ahead of the girls I used to fukk with, and the girls who used to date me, BRAG about it now. Like "Yeah he used to love me" and other weird shyt that I hear. Because I upped my game so much, and their still so fukking basic that they take pride in the fact that they dated me. WHich is weird. I don't even fukk with lame bytches to be honest. When I say lame, I don't mean just physical, I mean mentally too.
The caliber of bytches I used to fukk with, won't even get an eye from me these days. I saw one of my old, old girls from my simp era at a Foot Locker early this year And she was with her homegirl. And she comes over to me like "Oh my God, Hi, How are you? It's been so long"
I don't even count the girls I fukked with back then. All of them were slores who caught me at my weakest point. All that simp shyt is for the boys man. Everytime I've ever pulled up with one of my new girls, to a get together or a party that had some of my old girls there, they always tryda fukking hide in a corner and avoid me the whole night
I take pride in the fact that I was a simp. It helped me to become a better person overall, and to have more self confidence. I learned how to cook, how to save money, some art, got my own crib, own car, good ass job, and I can pull most women these days. In person anyway.
My "special event" isnt even something I still think about. I just remember being really mad about it. And it shaped the way that I think about women these days. Shorty was fukking every nikka in Brooklyn behind my back. Wasn't even mad that she was cheating after a while, just was mad that I could have gotten sick. She got HIV now too. So I got out just in time.
I do me. Always. And I always will. People try to be make it seem like its selfish putting yourself first. It's not. You always gotta come first. You always gotta eat before anyone. Self preservation is the name of the game. Women come and go. WHich is why I feel so bad for so many of the dudes who come on her simping. Because at the end of the day, you have to live your life. You're always gonna be you, and a bytch can always be someone else's. Dont' simp. Just grow and stunt. And they'll simp over you
Who I was and who I am, are night and day. And I'm never looking back. I'm gonna keep fukking all these bytches until one of them makes a believer outta me. And when it comes I'll welcome it.
Nikka evolved and shyt.
wow.I was an OG simp though back in the day. I can;t lie. nikkas don't even wanna know the shyt I've done
Wrote a girl on poem on the spot, because i wanted to see her "smile"
Cried when a girl broke up with me in my room for 2 days.
Had a girl tell me she cheated on me, and then proceeded to CALL HER BACK, all night
Walked 3 miles to a girls house because I didnt have bus fare (not for p*ssy either)
Spent my school clothes shopping my money on a pendant for a girl
Attended a girls birthday party because "Even though we're not together anymore I want you there", and had to meet her new boyfriend face to face (we weren't together for a week)
Left girls crying voicemails "How you gonna do that
Went out of my way on Valentine's day buying chocolates and Roses, only to find out that she was fukking my cousin
Sat down in a park waiting for a girl for 3 hours, in the rain. Only to have her call me and tell me " she couldn't make it", I replied " Oh its okay dont worry about it" She hung up with "okay bye" And I walked home.
Spent my last 40 dollars on a dinner and a movie, and put out my heart to a girl, to which she replied, "I dont see you that way, but thanks for the food"
"Wrote a girl a girl a list of "100 things i love about you" and sent it to her email.
out of all the posters on here...
