My body is the only thing that I can truly claim as mine, and I want it to be a certain way. So I try and try, but lately I haven't been making any progress. In fact, I feel like I'm going backwards. My inner thighs won't stop rubbing together, my abs just don't pop anymore. When I look at myself, I am ashamed. I'd rather be dead, than be ashamed of the only thing in the world that is truly mine.
Trust me, hun, you better get used to things going "backward", it's a part of growing older. My abs haven't "popped" in over a decade but my back is starting to pick up where they left off... Happiness isn't about abs or thighs. It's about getting to molest those things and being molested by the things you molest. You are a great person (a little quite and reserved, but still a great person) and I'd take pretty hot friend over a smoking hot asshole any day.
With all due respect, cousin, I'm going to try very hard to not think about your abs or thighs here.
Anyway, don't get so down about it. You're still a strong and grand person. There are far worse things in life to worry about. You can clearly find your happiness elsewhere.
Blah blah, I'd definitely say that ^he^ put it way better than I could.
Abs are great and all but you really should just enjoy working out and pushing your body to become better and stay strong. Also over working your body might have negative consequences on you so you might want to slow down a bit.
Either way I'm sure you look very handsome and hot, and remember the old adage about what is on the inside being more important.
I can't believe I'm gay enough for that to have actually made me feel better.
Anyway, don't get so down about it. You're still a strong and grand person. There are far worse things in life to worry about. You can clearly find your happiness elsewhere.
Blah blah, I'd definitely say that ^he^ put it way better than I could.
Thank you cousin.
Sorry cousin. This is an incest-free zone, I'm afraid. B]
And sure thing. vuv
Either way I'm sure you look very handsome and hot, and remember the old adage about what is on the inside being more important.