What do you believe in?

tastylime35g wrote: »

Apparently posting my well articulated routine is "spamming", but here:


I believe in being the cleanest most hygienic person on this forum that has a refined facial routine, diet plan and workout. My hair cutter, Raul, is the go-to hair cutter for many of todays fashionable celebrities and runway models. I use the most expensive hair clay in stores that leaves a clean matte finish after styling (as opposed to a greasy look which you probably have using $2 gel) and my workout is very sophisticated, which I have been doing for over a year now which has left my body highly defined and aesthetic. I am the classiest, best looking and most charismatic person in this community. I have been accustomed to drinking 3 liters of mineral water a day. Consuming water has many health benefits, not to mention it gives your skin a clean, attractable glow. I use the Oral-B Triumph ProfessionalCare 9950 electrical toothbrush, which does 40,000 pulsations and 8,800 oscillations per minute. I floss, then I use a non-alcohol mouthwash. I frequently receive compliments about my great complexion, and my flawless tan. I go to the tanning saloon 1-2 times a week, and use my saloon's ETS Tan Velocity HP1000 High Pressure tanning bed. I of course apply tanning lotion as it accelerates the tanning process by promoting the production of melanin and blood flow to the skin. Currently I am on a calorie-surplus diet plan (ie. bulking diet) but my physique is still fairly impeccable, but you know, you can always look better. I don't do cardio as my body-fat percentage is fairly low and I am already defined and shredded. As I continue my high-calorie intake diet, I will soon start doing HIT cardio training to maintain the definition, while packing on muscle and weight. I don't partake in the eating of any sugar/sweets or junk food, with a few exceptions here and there during an odd weekend. My ab routine is pretty straightforward, a couple hundred reps of regular crunches followed by another hundred reps of bicycle crunches. I might throw in some weighted ab workouts, but generally, ab's are made in the kitchen, not in the weight room. My facial routine is very defined. I begin by using an oil free moisturizer by Creme De La Mer, followed by a Soy Face Cleanser, Honey Face Scrub and Umbrian Clay Mask. I use an alcohol free aftershave, and finish off with a toner. I'm an avid reader, and indulge myself in great literary classics such as The Great Gatsby, The Call of the Wild and Mrs Dalloway. I do most of my reading in my personal library which has thousands of books upon numerous 20 foot oak shelves.

aoden4g wrote: »

I believe in the pursuit of happiness. But being happy isn’t all about smile and laughs. Whether or not you smile doesn’t mean much because inside is what really counts. When life is at a breaking point it seems like the furthest thing from your mind to be happy. However you have to try, I’ve learned it the most confusing way. The person who can still make a difference is me, because I have the most control over myself. Happiness isn’t the easiest thing to get because it’s just a certain kind of happy that you should have. There’s a level where if you pass it just gets annoying. Someone once told me “people who don’t find what their looking for, are just looking for it to hard” It’s the moment you don’t look for happiness when it creeps up on you.

Life isn’t picture perfect but it never stops. And sometimes you have to work harder because life will not wait for you to pick yourself up. The situation is only as good as you make it. I know it sounds easy but you can remember those times when you just hated everyone around you. I remember when I was having a bad today because of a test I failed and my friend wouldn’t stop until she made me laugh. It was good for me because it helped me let go and just not care so much about a technicality and more about the big picture. Everyone has a bad day once in awhile but its how you deal with it that really matters.

By changing someone else’s life it can also bring you some satisfaction. Happiness is different for everyone. For some it really is just smiles, for others it’s more personal. It should just be a way to let yourself be. It should be an out for all those feelings you have inside that you wish you could get rid of. And if the only way to do that is to watch your favorite TV show or just hang out with friends then that’s what you should do. But I think everyone should have a chance at happiness because nothing else can compare.

That’s why I believe in the pursuit of happiness because if everyone was at the same level then all those drama in our individual lives wouldn’t seem so big. It’s all about how you look at it. Don’t think about how bad it all will be but how you could make it better. It’s weird because I hated when adults would say that to me. But it really is true if you try it.

tastylime95g wrote: »

Any psychologists on these forums? Diagnose me please, I want to know if I am truly a psychopath. I will recall some situations for you guys.






I'm at a shopping area in the city, hitting some stores for some early-early winter/spring shopping, and I run into this hardbody 9/10, around 21 years old. She was a clerk at this boutiqe, and gazed at me for a good 5 seconds as I stepped into the store wearing Gucci loafers, a dress shirt by Brooks Brothers and a Giorgio Armani vest. I knew from that moment that she was attracted to me, I could probably say a few encouraging lines, pretend to actually be interested in her and take her back to my apartment but for some reason had absolutely no desire to do so, and she was literally a 9/10. So she approaches me while I'm looking at the miscellaneous accessories, and she's asks me if I need any help. I give her a charming smile, quickly glance at her name-tag (and her rack, which mind you looked absolutely amazing in her slightly unbottoned blouse) and say, "No thank you, Cindy"

She then goes on to asking me various questions about where I am from, what I do, etc etc, all while I'm pretending to actually be interested but I'm only paying attention to the stylish gold Jaeger Lecoultre watch that is placed a few feet from me in a viewing cabinet. This clerk, who by now I found excruciatingly annoying noticed that I showed absolutely no interest in her, probably thinking to herself I'm some egocentric psycho *******, and "he's very cute though". That's the thing with women, they don't know what they want, and when they do figure out what they want it's always something that they can't have. I've never had any real women friends, I just viewed them as toys, something which I can use for my own pleasure. Back to the story, so the clerk notices me clearly trying to ignore her, and then goes on to asking me if I was interested in any of the watches I was looking at "while she talked to me" trying to make me aware of my igonrant actions, and by now I felt slighly enraged, not a lot, but enough for me to lash out and say to this skank in an agressive sort of voice "Listen, Cindy, I don't know if you've noticed but I clearly have no interest in you. You're pretty cute, but you're just like any other 9/10 off of the street. I probably couldn't hold a conversation with you unless it involved something extremely pathetic like a Jersey Shore episode" and her face after I said this, everybody in the store starring at us two in front of the viewing cabinet, her face, it was like I just jabbed a 12 inch knife into her heart, I felt sort of sick inside at that moment, not ashamed, highly thrilled though. Shortly after that I quickly paced my way out of the boutique, I couldn't help but notice this south american looking labour worker in the renevation area of the store just starring at me in a sort of disgusted way, I told him "stop ****ing staring you ugly peasant" as I walked by him toward the main exit. Stuff like this happens on a regular basis. It seems like I am not in control of what I do, and I often end up hurting the feeling of others with no remorse. The only thing on my mind is impressing my friends with the 9/10+'s that I can get in bed and the materials that I own, how pure the snow is that my dealer sells to me, how much less sodium the mineral waters I buy have compared to what the other guy has, I don't even have any normal values. I think I am turning into Patrick Bateman, I am starting to drift in some sick twisted sense of a lifestyle. I don't care about family, I don't have any real friends, I don't have any emotional bond toward anything.