I really had no clue where else to post this other then in my log, but no one reads that. And if just one person reads this, it will work.
I’m a mass king. a 19 year old 5’10 mass king, 230 pounds. over 17 inch arms. 335 pound bench press. squat (since I started doing it lol) been jumping about 5 or 10 pounds by the week.
Sounds fantastic to some.
Not to me.
Read pheonix theory and ul get where Im at. Among my male peers Im very respected, but for some reason I been invisible to the opposite sex. And long story short, tonight was the last straw.
Been putting in a lot of time with one girl, tcting her, calling her, listening to her bitch about her ex, she came over, and sat in someone elses lap.
she may as well have spat in my fat face.
I dont care. I’m dropping the donuts. Pealing the waffle house sticker off my truck. And kissing Mcdonalds and…YES. even ZAXBYS goodbye.
Tossing the black and milds and buying new cross trainers to start sprinting again.
breaking out the bag gloves tommorow.
Im tired of backing down.
I walked around with a pretty girlfriend for a year and a half looking like a thibs fatter brother and thought I was a dam good looking man. After all she was with me and she was gorgeous.
after that I fell for my best friend, who was a model, and she loved me, and even though that went wrong…it fed the lie. and i fed my face further.
turns out, i was fucking lucky. Lucky.
I feel alive, like someone just took a blindefold off of me.
and its sobering.
speaking of sobering, I hear alcohal messes up ur muscle mass to. so fuck that now too.
This is the summer of me. fuck the world. Its ME time.
I’ve bitched enough for one life.
say what u will. Peace. Im getting some shut eye…