Not that I care of course. My “I have so much love to give 
” isn’t any less shallow and unwanted than that of a normie anyway but the overall prospect of relationships isn’t appealing to me anymore. Introspectively, the first thing that springs to my mind is: aside from the sex, what’s in it from me? And in all honesty, I can’t think of anything.
In the context of relationship entropy (there’s this thing where the authenticity and the effectiveness of emotional attachment gradually decreases with the accumulation of more sexual partners - judging by the average body count most women have now, even if you managed to get a girlfriend, having to sustain it would probably be an impossibility at this point), the standard motive for the human being to bond hundreds of years ago (and not necessarily with the opposite sex) wasn’t just to propagate, but more so to survive and develop against any potential threats and with that being absent now, there really is no concrete reason to strive for a relationship. Although mentally you won’t be in a stable position, substantially you can absolutely survive without it. One might argue that one way or another, that will also lead to death and destruction but that isn’t evaluating it concretely.
There really is no tangible incentive for me to be a good loving boyfriend (or even a friend). None. No benefits. You’re just opening yourself to more possible risks of having your heart broken, getting backstabbed, mistreated, facing unnecessary drama, unnecessary anxiety and stress, undertaking irrelevant bullshit, etc.
I see no reason to ever be a good boyfriend just like how I see no reason to ever be a good friend. My personal experience with humanity as a whole was awful and all I’ve ever seen from them was disappointment and hatred towards me, so tell me, why the fuck should I even bother? Genuinely?
” isn’t any less shallow and unwanted than that of a normie anyway but the overall prospect of relationships isn’t appealing to me anymore. Introspectively, the first thing that springs to my mind is: aside from the sex, what’s in it from me? And in all honesty, I can’t think of anything.In the context of relationship entropy (there’s this thing where the authenticity and the effectiveness of emotional attachment gradually decreases with the accumulation of more sexual partners - judging by the average body count most women have now, even if you managed to get a girlfriend, having to sustain it would probably be an impossibility at this point), the standard motive for the human being to bond hundreds of years ago (and not necessarily with the opposite sex) wasn’t just to propagate, but more so to survive and develop against any potential threats and with that being absent now, there really is no concrete reason to strive for a relationship. Although mentally you won’t be in a stable position, substantially you can absolutely survive without it. One might argue that one way or another, that will also lead to death and destruction but that isn’t evaluating it concretely.
There really is no tangible incentive for me to be a good loving boyfriend (or even a friend). None. No benefits. You’re just opening yourself to more possible risks of having your heart broken, getting backstabbed, mistreated, facing unnecessary drama, unnecessary anxiety and stress, undertaking irrelevant bullshit, etc.
I see no reason to ever be a good boyfriend just like how I see no reason to ever be a good friend. My personal experience with humanity as a whole was awful and all I’ve ever seen from them was disappointment and hatred towards me, so tell me, why the fuck should I even bother? Genuinely?
