While these vain attempts walk around taking pictures of themselves every single day of what seems to look the exact same physique everyday, I have become so distant within my evolution they will never see what I have become. While they are consistently taking images of themselves in changing rooms, gyms, public restrooms, bedrooms, car windows, and whatever else they can pout within, I'm taking action becoming my violent reaction. Life sets me off and I don’t want anything but to crush insecurities and vanity’s complacency. I only have malicious intent to condition my resolve and trim the excuses that shout around me. They all tell me that they work too many hours, have family commitments, don’t like cold meals, couldn’t get enough sleep, dealing with jet lag, social gatherings, blah…blah…blah. Just leave the fucking weight where it was or pick it up and shut the fuck up. Leg day doesn’t give a fuck if you’re tired, went out drinking, worked long hours, and had to wake up at 4am. Leg day only cares about furious intensity and people who are willing to do what others aren’t to get the results those others can’t. People want “unnatural” results outside of the gym but they’ve become too soft to do “unnatural” things in the gym. They are too busy taking the 16th selfie already today. Do what the fuck you fear, and stop fearing what the fuck you do. #motivationmonday #FACEFEAR #notimetobleed #KAGEDMUSCLE #painisweaknessleavingthebody #partanimal #partmachine #jbells