saiya_online
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I miss waking up, "hey honey wake up"
"Yeah ma whatever"
Its 6:00 A.M. immediately go outside into the morning barley shining sun to gaze and nude bathe my balls.
Take a cold shower using a filtered shower head to avoid fluoride contamination into my bioavaible healthy skin.
After immediately drying off, journal my recalling of my god temptating lucid and wet dreams. 15 minute intense journaling session with my future goals and aspirations. One of those plans being getting a brand of sacrifice tattoo as a momento to my favorite masculine mythos character Guts.
I have a filing of the many supplements and pills I take that provide me of the essential nutrients. Dump the slop of creatine into my metal cold container and fill it with an electrolyte egg based power drink. Immediately go into the basement gym, filled with a multitude of images I printed off the internet of Arnold Schwarzenegger, Jeff Seid, David Laid, and many more roided Mr Olympia bodybuilders. I feel exhausted in pain, yet I know everything in life comes at the cost of suffering because this is what men are built and evolved since the dawn of Homo Erectus.
I then go on what was previously Twitter and dm a screenshot of my recent trade off the e commerce market from listening to insider info from the capital club and pray to my alter of Luke Belmar and Andrew Tate. Laugh at the feminist poor pigs who are too low iq to figure out how to create money in a capitalist system like the goyim slave that they are.
"Yeah ma whatever"
Its 6:00 A.M. immediately go outside into the morning barley shining sun to gaze and nude bathe my balls.
Take a cold shower using a filtered shower head to avoid fluoride contamination into my bioavaible healthy skin.
After immediately drying off, journal my recalling of my god temptating lucid and wet dreams. 15 minute intense journaling session with my future goals and aspirations. One of those plans being getting a brand of sacrifice tattoo as a momento to my favorite masculine mythos character Guts.
I have a filing of the many supplements and pills I take that provide me of the essential nutrients. Dump the slop of creatine into my metal cold container and fill it with an electrolyte egg based power drink. Immediately go into the basement gym, filled with a multitude of images I printed off the internet of Arnold Schwarzenegger, Jeff Seid, David Laid, and many more roided Mr Olympia bodybuilders. I feel exhausted in pain, yet I know everything in life comes at the cost of suffering because this is what men are built and evolved since the dawn of Homo Erectus.
I then go on what was previously Twitter and dm a screenshot of my recent trade off the e commerce market from listening to insider info from the capital club and pray to my alter of Luke Belmar and Andrew Tate. Laugh at the feminist poor pigs who are too low iq to figure out how to create money in a capitalist system like the goyim slave that they are.
