He who finds joy, smiles & laughs, wins. In life happiness is the natural objective, making the conditions of victory, very clear.
Confucius say, Shut the fuck up.
I find it strange that he shoves a zillion superfluous commas everywhere, but when he really needs one (after “In life”) he forgets it.
YES HE FUCKING DOES
THIS GOOFY MOTHER FUCKER CANNOT PUT HIS HANDS DOWN BY HIS SIDES AND HE LOOKS LIKE A JACKASS CONSTANTLY
Imagine waking up on the last day of march and knowing that you worked your ass off for 30 days straight. Imagine looking in the mirror and grinning because you’re actually seeing results: your stomach is flatter and more toned, your legs are becoming shapely and ‘dat ass’ is looking rounder than ever. Imagine looking in that mirror and feeling proud that you ate clean for 30 days. Yes, you allowed yourself the occasional treat but in general you were fantastic and stuck to your healthy regime. Hell, you even enjoyed it. Imagine the feeling of pride you’ll have, and the feeling of confidence knowing that now you’ve done one month the next month and the months after that will be easier. Imagine trying on some old jeans and feeling the space in the waist-band because you are so much slimmer now. 30 days. 2 Litres water per day, 30 minutes working out a day. A clean diet. That’s all. Let’s make March our fittest month yet. Who’s with me?
I’m gonna smash March
By the time the end of March comes, spring will be upon us— no more winter coat to hide in, no more hibernating. I can easily see myself as a bear emerging from her den, thinner, hungry and just cranky as hell.
I’m going to do this.
FUCKING SMAAAASH ITTT 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪
can i be excused for shoving cadbury shell eggs into my mouth at 10 o’clock this morning