I hope this ain't real lolThe inability to sleep on your side because your shoulders are too big now.
I hope this ain't real lolThe inability to sleep on your side because your shoulders are too big now.
This shyt makes me want to jelq but I'm too afraid I'll fukk my shyt up.My dikk, already a 1% in size, shows no matter the pants I wear. My big ass quads help put a print on my shyt, and since most of my jobs have had me
wearing dress pants, I literally could not hide it, and coworkers would look regularly. I thought it was cool at first till I had a whole conversation with a petite
blonde thing who kept looking at it while I was lifting boxes.
Embrace yourself. Don't do that bullshyt.This shyt makes me want to jelq but I'm too afraid I'll fukk my shyt up.
Faaaaaaaaaaaacts. Doesn't help that most clothes are made specifically for skinny or odd-shaped people. Having a muscular frame means I literally had to get all my clothes with stretch materialPeople believe or want to believe that you are showing off, but in reality your clothes actually fit you differently.
I remember when I first started going to the gym at my college. This girl I knew who worked reception immediately asked if I’m “trying to get sexy for the hoes.”
Yes bytch of course I was, but did you really have to air that out?
Nowadays, I’m actually making gains faster than I ever have now that my diet is in check so annoying things about being muscular include:
- Never feeling like your really muscular: It’s only if I happen to glance at myself in a mirror that I really catch the effects of the gym. Other people even tell me about it but I may not see it;
- Spending money on food to gain and maintain;
- The farts;
- The outfit changes: I’m not even huge, I’m in that 160-ish area at 6”0 where you can look at me and imply I may be reasonably fit but nothing crazy, however even I can tell that the bigger I get I’m gonna have to go up some sizes. Some jeans I don’t even need a belt for.
Speak for yourself.Your penis not looking impressive because your quads are big.
yesyall really complaining about being swole?
Speak for yourself.
Stop using testosterone
On Halloween I’m just chillin drinking and this white boi asks me can he step outside and make a callWearing all black on a night out and people thinking you're security
-"big guy, big man, you're big". Oh really? here I thought I was tiny in my years living as a in shape 6'0 man. But thank you random stranger.
-Being the beacon of lifting heavy objects. I'm sorrynotsorry your boyfriend is out of shape/obese, but one of you has to go to the gym.
-"Do you work out?", "It looks like you work out" - fukking dummies.
-Insecure males under 5'11 who have to mention my height, size, strength, etc in every other sentence. We get it, you're a simp, go lift bro.
-Friends talking about how I spend days in the gym...bruh, I spend 30 minutes either working out at home or at the gym. I'm part Hawaiian, I have great genetics, but I'm also not a lazy fukk who can't find 30 minutes in a whole day to work out.
-Women and men staring. It's not that serious, but I realized quickly how unhealthy people are, and how many people have unhealthy/out of shape people in their lives.
All that aside, I'm never going back to the other side, been fat/built all my life (wrestling was my career), and I can say that I enjoy being muscular much better for subjective needs. I like ordering clothes and knowing my exact size and that it will fit me like a glove. Also my muscular bredren will agree, tight shirts are perfect.
breh that was actually the #1 reason my boy started coming to the gym with me
we had a big group going to the beach and i went to pick up him and his girlfriend at her apt. she lives up on like the 3rd story so i go up there like "aight yall lets go. 4 hours to the party."
his girl is like "oh great you're finally here, can you carry this suitcase downstairs for me? my boyfriend tried but he couldnt pick it up." i look at him like and he's looking at the floor like
my boy was tight and silent for like the first 30 mins of the drive and im like wtf is wrong w/ you. he's like ah nothing then i get a text from him in the car like "i've never been so embarrassed in my life. when we get back from vacation im coming to the gym w/ you"
i swear this bytch packed her whole life in that suitcase tho. shyt was like 65 pounds
That shyt is crazy feeling when I’m talking to a chick and she can’t maintain eye contact because she’s either looking at my chest or shoulders I just watch their eyes go up and downI remember when i used to approach women and they would literally run away.
Now when i approach random women im getting big grins and they batting they eyes.
But women are sometimes more headache than they're worth, real talk.