ain’t no sense in giving these simps the benefit of the doubt. Why settle for some plow horse whose got no sense of productivity, no special skills or outstanding traits, no hobbies (outside of Netflix they didn’t pay for, make-up, a strange sex pattern and begging men to buy their shitty Snapchat), below-average IQ, and no morals? Bro, you letting these remedial, bum-ass skid marks break your heart is like letting a fat man rent half your fridge without paying. What you need is: a bromance. I don’t know about you, but the love supply I got is perpetual and I can do a lot more for you than any random slag can. A true, potent bromance is a promise love story; we’re companions. Getting with a simpleton because she looks & sounds periodically okay won’t last.