a fuck boy is someone who says “i’m bad at relationships” as if it’s nearly an absolute
truth. a fuck boy is also someone who is just sooo emotional that he cannot deal with it:
“i can’t even.” “i just can’t.” “this is too much for me.”
he, the fuck boy, is fundamentally confused and is unsure of what he wants. however, he will seemingly sincerely
play like he is more involved or enamored than he actually is in interest of getting romantic attention and scratching the romantic/sex itch. he is superficially intimate, as if acting from a script he knows all too well. fuck boy operates from a superficial level of consciousness and although he will seem like he is connected
time will show you that he never was.
he does not care about the details of your
day, your friends or family, the
beautiful complexity of your
essence. fuck boy is unable to truly respect and be present with any woman he is with. he has a hard
time respecting women as whole human beings and furthermore he lacks self-awareness about this.
“fuckboy” continued: he thinks quite highly of himself and how he operates in the world but he continues to inevitably and regrettably lament, with remarkable futility, just how bad he is at relationships.
fuck boys are usually idealizing something or someone from the past — likely another woman that he undervalued or disrespected in a former
relationship. and the fuck boy is just so emotional about it.
he will live in the past or idealize the future — but the fuck boy will
never embrace the
joy of what is in front of him. the complexity of the present is just too much to bare…
but that’s neither here nor there because the fuck boy basically does not like thinking about his feelings right
now.
so, he’ll go on dreaming of a past that’s long
gone or of a future that will
never come. he will always disappoint. beware. fuck boys often seem
special and endearing at first…until you find out that he’s a fucking fuck boy. and, by the
time you find out you’ve already fallen for him and bought into a persona he effortlessly projects. you like that he didn’t come on too strong but came on strong enough. fuck boys are often superficially very enjoyable people so you have a sense that he’s great company. when his coldness and distance emerges you will feel shock and heartache. endure it. remember, you’ve been fooled. be grateful upon realizing the fuckery of the fuck boy because, my sister, you just dodged a
bullet. run and
don’t look back.
