those kinds that comes in, does a bunch of stretches, practice their 45lb bar 50 times for muh perfect barpath, wouldnt stop adjusting the rack already preparing themselves for failure. no perfect range of motion for your twig arms, no intelligent programming for your laziness. like shut the...
they suddenly go from the cute little furry ball to a disgusting peice of shit i just want to throw in the trash. no sentimentality. broootal human nature pill
when i eat meat with potatoes, no brainfog. this has been absolutely revolutionary in my life. i think the more difficult to break starch brings less tryptophan through my blood brain barrier. trust me bro. fuck peat. eat starch.
i could pull off the cleanest mechanics in league of legend. my mind was clear and my motornuerons was a well oiled machine. now its just really hard to think clearly. i cut myself cooking 6 times this week.
3 years ago he just randomly said my frame is small when he was talking to somebody else but said it loud enough for me to hear it because he was upset some whore he likes said im strong. im bro as it gets btw i just brushed it off because i knew he liked her. like imagine being this big of a...
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