ya i would look sick if i dieted down.. i have an eating problem lol
I have some a parting words for (call it a heads up/advice if you, will).
You are living in a dangerous fantasy world, of tour own construct. You are suffering from multiple delusions & when you wake up it will be too late.
Where to start??
1. You think every girl on your campus wants to fuck you.
Reality. The reason I stayed athletic looking during my 20's was because I know with-out a shadow of a doubt, that over 80% of girls/women DO NOT LIKE THAT ROIDED OUT BB'er LOOK!!
I will put my entire equity, on the fact that I got laid MORE in my 20's than you ever will!! KAY?? KAY!! (ps. nigre'ess females DO NOT COUNT)
If you are such a stud, why do we not see you with the cutest little Blonde, Caucasian, vollyballpornstarlet known to man (tip of the hat to a comrade in arms), we only see you draped in the local crack whore - who is not overly keen on the hood & gang-bangers.
2. You are suffering form the "I WANT TO GET HUGE" syndrome. This is going to be extremely detrimental in later life. At you age you are already starting to look roided out!! This is not a good thing. By the time you reach 30 you WILL have built a large physique, but be warned, being 240 ripped is no walk in the park. 265 off season & the term "quality of life" do not share the same bed.
You will not discover this until it's too late my young delusional, puppy. Climbing a set of stairs at 265 ahahaha, you will need oxygen for all that LBM (& here is the thing = your lungs do NOT get bigger)
, clothes will become a major issue, a small minority of women will want to be with you, you will spend all your money on training (drugs, food being the most costly at 265).
Go & watch Marcus Rhul, or any of the big lads in seminar (up close & personal) they get out of breath just putting on the fake tan. Then watch them train legs, fuck me it's pathetic, gasping forair like a Fish out of water between sets, or a 'tour de France' competotor during a hill climbing stage.
But if you are READY for BB'ing to become your life, shit, fill ya boots mate............
3. This is my final point. Cashola, $$$'s, wonga. WTF are you going to do when you are spending so much money on food & gear that every other aspect of your life will have to take a back seat?? Let's start with using a Cosctco pre-paid cell phone, that will make you look like a tramp. Your apartment?? well let's just say that you had better get used to the kinda bathrooms we see above!! Marble & chrome you are never going to see (unless your parents take you on vacation & you stay in a nice hotel). Transport?? will it be an Aston Martin or public transportation?? Perhaps a beat up old jalopy with torn upholstery & 110000 miles on the clock. Bottom line here is that you will spend most of your life skint mate, failing the eventuality, that you meet a rich, 85 year old nigre'ess, marry her & fuck her to death.
Oh, & BTW the x2 toothbrushes is fooling n
o-one, if you had a nigre'ess in the other room she would be taking your pic's to get posted here, NO mirror required
Hope this (in all sincerity) helps..............
LMAO
if i ever write an autobiography im going to find you for help
You see this is worse that I thought, autobiography?? & what pray tell would you call it?? 'my life of anonymity & perpetuity induced by stupidity' (it has a ring to it). Even the people who make it to the top of this game, in earning potential - NEVER even come close to a Top F1 driver or a premier league Football player, these guys own old stately homes & have a fleet of super cars/ super model girl friends.Now go look at the modest accommodation that Dorian Yates, lives in & at the same time remember he was at the top of his game.
Delusional puppy fat kid with a Napoleonic complex/ narcissistic personality disorder. Go & see a shrink before it's to late, & marry/have kids with a member of homo-sapien, not an untermenschen kunt, FFS!!
PT