i’m in my 30’s. when i was younger, many people in my industry, as well as the world, informed me of the changes i should expect as i aged. both physically and mentally. naturally, as a teenager, i thought all these people were stupid and none of these things would happen to me. i was special, unique, one of a kind. but like clockwork, every single prediction became true. because, despite what anyone believes, none of us are special. we are all a large group of basic ass bitches that encounter the same shit. if you don’t believe me because you’re still in that state, just wait until your mid to late 20’s and you have your first real hangover. if you aren’t sure if this has happened yet or not trust me… when you have it, you’ll know. that is the start of the maturing and realization that you’re a fucking moron and you need to remember everything every older person has warned you about in order to try to prepare and learn from their mistakes. i’m fine with this. i don’t mind being the same as everyone else. i have plenty that makes me happy in my simple existence. i do not want to be the center of attention. i have to say, the one thing i do miss is my skinny 23 year old body. i am in the best shape of my life currently. i started going to the gym back when i turned 28 (or something). because, like everyone said when i was younger, when you’re in your late 20’s you can’t just eat whatever you want and do nothing. your muscles start to deteriorate unless you use them, and your metabolism slows down. people tell me that my body looks better now than ever before, but i don’t care. i liked looking like a twink and a child. i liked being a petite male. i am sure if i really cared THAT much about my physical appearance then i could eat right and do cardio and stuff that makes you skinny. but ice cream is fucking delicious and i really don’t give a fuck about how i look. i care about how i feel and being able to wake up every day smiling and do the same as i go to bed. chips and bacon make me smile. so do blowjobs. and like i said, i am in my 30’s. i look like i’m in my 30’s. it would probably be weird if i still looked like a 20 year old… or maybe it wouldn’t. whatever, my body now looks as seen below.
Not Your Rape Victim says
We all know the reason you love violent sex is because you hate women and enjoy hurting them. You probably never had normal, non-violent sex before in your entire life.
women in the real world probably find your disgusting, esp since your only talent is raping teenagers (cuz it’s certainly not writing in your blog)
i cant fathom is how you dont die of embarrassment from this pathetic blog posting pics of your dad body in your dirty bathroom mirror.
cover it up, log off, and go back to school (if you ever attended in the first place)