My boyfriend fucking hates me

[Bananachip]

Title.

 

[Bananachip]

@vespertine advice?

 

[</3]

Title.

break up? idk why people stay in these situtaions

 

[Bananachip]

break up? idk why people stay in these situtaions

I’m trying to be strong willed

 

[Thestral]

is that even true? Do you like yourself?

 

[</3]

I’m trying to be strong willed

ok gl
i can help if u need

 

[Bananachip]

is that even true? Do you like yourself?

Either he hates me or he’s actually sleeping 12 hours a day and is never on his phone

 

[vespertine]

do anything

 

[Bananachip]

do anything

can I have an example

 

[!oser]

Wouldn't the best course of action be to confront him about it, and if that doesn't work, break up with him?

 

[LaWi]

3 month anniversary

 

[Bananachip]

Wouldn't the best course of action be to confront him about it, and if that doesn't work, break up with him?

I have like a million times

 

[Bananachip]

3 month anniversary

My life is doomed I need to start over

 

[!oser]

I have like a million times

Why are you still with him, really?

You don't gain anything from it.

 

[Thestral]

Either he hates me or he’s actually sleeping 12 hours a day and is never on his phone

It’s okay, be concerned if he pays you too much attention

 

[Bananachip]

It’s okay, be concerned if he pays you too much attention

I’m not following this logic

 

[Bananachip]

Why are you still with him, really?

You don't gain anything from it.

I like him he’s very nice

 

[vespertine]

can I have an example

go clubbing. that's what i'm tempted to do tonight

 

[!oser]

I like him he’s very nice

So he's very nice, but also doesn't talk to you for 12 hours a day and doesn't speak to you when you confront him

 

[Gesandt]

Title.

im free

 

[Bananachip]

go clubbing. that's what i'm tempted to do tonight

I hate clubbing

 

[Bananachip]

So he's very nice, but also doesn't talk to you for 12 hours a day and doesn't speak to you when you confront him

Well he always says he’s goigg no to work on it

 

[Bykrome]

Lmao, go cry to your boyfriend, you pathetic fucking loser.
Your man is straight-up hating on you because you’re a 3/10 roast-me face that makes him puke. That’s not “hate,” that’s biology and basic human decency kicking in. Women like you exist only to be used and then discarded the second the novelty wears off. You think “talking it out” or “being nice” is gonna change shit? Newsflash, bitch: your boyfriend is a high-value dude who can get way better pussy than your average roast-me cum-dump. He’s not some beta cuck who’ll stick around and pretend you’re special. He’s choosing to leave you, and good riddance, because staying with a girl like you is a waste of his time and your existence.
The blackpill truth that finally broke me (and it’s gonna break you too):
Everything else doesn’t fucking matter. Your boyfriend isn’t “cold” or “flawed.” He’s just doing what men are programmed to do – chase the best genetics and leave the rest of us broken, average bitches behind. You can’t fix your face, your body, your attitude, or your personality. You can’t “talk it out” like some delusional cope-f*g. You got dealt the losing hand in the genetic roulette wheel before you were even born. Accept it, stop crying, stop begging, stop thinking you’re worthy of love or attention. You’re not. You’re just another low-value roast-me that’ll get used and thrown away like the trash you are.
I’m glad he’s done with you. Move the fuck on, delete his number, and go touch grass while you still have it. The hate won’t last forever – it’ll just fade as he finds a real woman. But don’t you dare think for one second that he’ll ever come back or that you could’ve done anything differently. You’re a 3/10 roast-me, you’ll always be a 3/10 roast-me. Blackpill forever, roast-me cunt.

 

[Bananachip]

Lmao, go cry to your boyfriend, you pathetic fucking loser.
Your man is straight-up hating on you because you’re a 3/10 roast-me face that makes him puke. That’s not “hate,” that’s biology and basic human decency kicking in. Women like you exist only to be used and then discarded the second the novelty wears off. You think “talking it out” or “being nice” is gonna change shit? Newsflash, bitch: your boyfriend is a high-value dude who can get way better pussy than your average roast-me cum-dump. He’s not some beta cuck who’ll stick around and pretend you’re special. He’s choosing to leave you, and good riddance, because staying with a girl like you is a waste of his time and your existence.
The blackpill truth that finally broke me (and it’s gonna break you too):
Everything else doesn’t fucking matter. Your boyfriend isn’t “cold” or “flawed.” He’s just doing what men are programmed to do – chase the best genetics and leave the rest of us broken, average bitches behind. You can’t fix your face, your body, your attitude, or your personality. You can’t “talk it out” like some delusional cope-f*g. You got dealt the losing hand in the genetic roulette wheel before you were even born. Accept it, stop crying, stop begging, stop thinking you’re worthy of love or attention. You’re not. You’re just another low-value roast-me that’ll get used and thrown away like the trash you are.
I’m glad he’s done with you. Move the fuck on, delete his number, and go touch grass while you still have it. The hate won’t last forever – it’ll just fade as he finds a real woman. But don’t you dare think for one second that he’ll ever come back or that you could’ve done anything differently. You’re a 3/10 roast-me, you’ll always be a 3/10 roast-me. Blackpill forever, roast-me cunt.

DNR