my opinions don't make friends
Oh god. I hope people from my gym could read this - so I could tell you you're all garbage. I wish Ann coulter was able to get past bigotry enough to realize how fabulous I am and befriend me, and then she and I would basically go around criticizing everybody and everything. I'd be like "Ann, that person is a bitch" and she'd be like "oh you fag, get AIDS, but yeah she totally is a bitch lol!" and I'd be ;like "oh ANN GIGGLEFART!"
Valium-induced ranting:
VOLCANIC LORDS OF ACID RAIN. SULFUROUS BUTTLOVING.
High five for clean poonani.
I went to Chrissy Camba's, an old friend of mine from college labor day BBQ yesterday. Why I thought I sitll had anything in common with a struggling hipster filipino with bad skin and her entourage of marginally overweight med school ( but not even real med school - med schools like Midwestern DO school and Chicago School of Medicine ) asian nerds who then decided that since their own lives are boring and humdrum and they have horrible bodies, they would condemn my steroid abuse, is beyond me. Well it's funny that one of the two is studying to be a plastic surgeon and is condemning my steroid abuse. They're kind of the same thing, except I was fortunate enough to be born with a gorgeous - and I mean GORGEOUS - face, which is more than I can say for 95% of anybody I've ever seen. My eyes can burn a hole through Nosferatu if I needed them to...but anyways I don't need plastic surgery. What sucks about me is I have bad metabolism....and a deep rooted desire to be freakishly muscular. So..rather than feel bad about myself for not having the body I want...and after realizing 3 years of 2 hour+ days at the gym 5 times a week weren't working, I did what I had to do. Sue me. Stop being jealous and say what you mean. THeir biggest argument is that steroids aren't natural. Well, what seems more natural to you? Injecting platic bags of silicon into your tit, or injecting the exact same testosterone your ball-sack is already producing into your bloodstream....where it's already happening ANYWAYS. Don't hate me because now my face and my body are nicer than yours. Shit happens.
Valium-induced ranting:
VOLCANIC LORDS OF ACID RAIN. SULFUROUS BUTTLOVING.
High five for clean poonani.
I went to Chrissy Camba's, an old friend of mine from college labor day BBQ yesterday. Why I thought I sitll had anything in common with a struggling hipster filipino with bad skin and her entourage of marginally overweight med school ( but not even real med school - med schools like Midwestern DO school and Chicago School of Medicine ) asian nerds who then decided that since their own lives are boring and humdrum and they have horrible bodies, they would condemn my steroid abuse, is beyond me. Well it's funny that one of the two is studying to be a plastic surgeon and is condemning my steroid abuse. They're kind of the same thing, except I was fortunate enough to be born with a gorgeous - and I mean GORGEOUS - face, which is more than I can say for 95% of anybody I've ever seen. My eyes can burn a hole through Nosferatu if I needed them to...but anyways I don't need plastic surgery. What sucks about me is I have bad metabolism....and a deep rooted desire to be freakishly muscular. So..rather than feel bad about myself for not having the body I want...and after realizing 3 years of 2 hour+ days at the gym 5 times a week weren't working, I did what I had to do. Sue me. Stop being jealous and say what you mean. THeir biggest argument is that steroids aren't natural. Well, what seems more natural to you? Injecting platic bags of silicon into your tit, or injecting the exact same testosterone your ball-sack is already producing into your bloodstream....where it's already happening ANYWAYS. Don't hate me because now my face and my body are nicer than yours. Shit happens.