Przestań hejtować, zacznij trenować !

Dobrze gada wielcy znawcy kulturystyki hejtuja ludzi ze zle cos robia tylko ze oni dobrze wygladaja a wy przed kompami podpieracie zwisajace brzuchy sztylem od miotly. Odpowiedz

Co mi tu będzie pierd0lił jakiś Czarny murzyn z getta... Miaaaauuuuuuu!!! Odpowiedz

Kozak w necie, pizda w świecie :D Odpowiedz

ten pan miał chyba jakieś trudne dzieciństwo...

Ludzie byliby nudni gdyby każdy tylko pakował. Dla równowagi świata muszą być jacyś hejterzy którzy pogadają pogadają, a potem i tak zrobią co władza każe. Odpowiedz

hmm to można odnieść do wszystkich hejterów na cda.pl :) "fuck you" Odpowiedz

Ta mudrzin mada faka nie ma białych wzorców i nie wulgarnych. I jak tu nie hejtować Odpowiedz

Przecież wygląda jak jakieś wynaturzenie i nikt mi nie wmówi, że to naturalna budowa ciała. Poza tym nie widzę niczego imponującego w bezmyślnym dźwiganiu tego całego gówna. Co z tego, że ma siłę, i biceps jak nie może sięgnąć nawet własnej dupy, żeby się podetrzeć... Odpowiedz

"Przestań hejtować, zacznij trenować !"PRZESTAŃCIE WIEŚNIAKI UŻYWAĆ ANGIELSZCZYZNY WYMIESZANEJ Z POLSKIM JEŁOPY Z PODSTAWÓWKI ITP Odpowiedz

kawałek to
everyday that go by young soprano Odpowiedz

co to za kawalek?? Odpowiedz

mam jechać na sterydach i mieć biceps jak brzuch !? już wole sobie popływać ._. Odpowiedz

Krótko i na temat Odpowiedz

Bardzo dobrze powiedziane! Spasione dupy i brzuchy potrafią tylko hejtować. Odpowiedz

Zazdrosc i dzieci :) Odpowiedz

In life people have regrets about things they have done, me? I can honestly say I have no regrets over things I’ve done as I live by the philosophy of “Never regret anything, it was exactly what you wanted at one point in time.” I do, however, like so many other people out there, have regrets about what I didn’t do, what I didn’t say, and, most importantly all the things I’ll never have the chance to say or do.
My Gran passed away after battling cancer for almost a year in 2000 and although I was only seven then, looking back, I didn’t get a chance to say the things that needed to be said. Clichéd yeah, If I had the chance I would have said all of it. But when your seven years old, death doesn’t exist and goodbyes are never forever. There’s a certain innocence that comes with being a kid, a naivety that I want back. Being able to hold onto the belief that dead isn’t gone forever, that it really is just a long nap. I would have said all of the things that needed to be said if I knew it was the last time I would see my gran, but I didn’t. I hope there is some form of “after life” where I can see her again, but in case there isn’t. I regret I didn’t make the effort to shut up and listen to what she was telling me, what she was teaching me. Although she’s gone, the legacy isn’t and I’m not gonna let that die.
Friends come and go but best friends always stay. Bullshit. I’ve been though some tough times in my life but the details aren’t being enclosed, people who need to know already do and people who don’t know don’t need to. I don’t regret what I did. Sometimes I regret what I didn’t do. But I know deep down it’s a two way street, and it’s not just down to me to fix things, make things better, change to suit them. The door closed behind me and although my mates don’t come without drama, I couldn’t be happier right now.
I regret not trying harder to make things work. I don’t regret finishing it with him. Things just weren’t okay with us, it was drama, we were a train wreck. Doest mean I don’t still love him, because, truth be told, I’ll never stop loving him completely. Not now, not ever. He was my first real and proper true love and I can honestly say I loved him. Not some pansy ass “I Love you” cause I think that’s what you wanna here. He has a place in my heart and I know that he had his flaws, but don’t we all? He wasn’t perfect and made mistakes but at the end of the day he was human. Just like me.
I don’t regret finishing it with him either. Life just is that way sometimes, you rush headlong into things and it doesn’t work. Or it does. Either way I did what I had to do to survive, selfish, hell yes, cruel, maybe, but feelings work both ways, and when there is none then well, what do you do? Let it go and end up with one of the best friends you’ve ever had, or hold on tightly and grow to resentment. I confused love with friendship, whoops. Mistake. But not tragedy, because what has come of it I certainly don’t regret, if you cant get someone out of your life maybe they’re supposed to be there. I didn’t want rid of him. I don’t want rid of him. We’re closer now than ever. It worked out for us, being together may or may not have, but why take the chance and leave that door open when we’re much comfier in this room, with this door open.
I’ve never stopped dreaming. Ever. Even stupid dreams of picnics in the park, being a family again. I don’t regret it. I didn’t do enough to make it work as a family. I regret it, because now its broken and nothing works anymore. Talking lasts all of five minutes, fighting lasts for as long as it takes and the bruises last for days, sometimes weeks after. But the scars it leaves wont heal, every single “I hate you” that passed through lips, cut the deepest into flesh, into hearts and into minds leaving the love just to pour out. Yes, imagery, dramatic stuff that. You try explaining hurt to someone who has never felt it and see what you can come up with.
I am who I am. I am who they made me. I don’t regret that. Maybe I should. Maybe I should regret every name, every time I let them call me names, hit me, whatever, maybe I should hate them, but I never have. And I never will. And I wont regret not doing it. This doesn’t fit into the “never regret anything as at once point its exactly what you wanted.” nor does the paragraph above. For the simple fact, no-one wants to be bullied nor do they want to fight with family members. But that’s how the cookie crumbles I’m afraid. What doesn’t kill me will only make me stronger. And it has, they made me who I am today, so why should I hate something that other people seem to love?
I may not be the pretty girl, or the smart girl, or the popular girl. I’m the girl who walks around with the smile that brightens everyone else’s day as it hides my pain. that’s how I want to be remembered when I walk away from school. When I’ve walked away from University (fingers crossed) when I retire, when I die. Hopefully in that order, but if the order is messed up, then I wont regret it, life’s too short to hold grudges against a higher…or lower…power. Sometimes you get heads, other times its tails on the flip of life’s coin. Odpowiedz

nie słuchasz czarnego poczytaj białego , wal konia i leż na jajach ,bo wiesz że na nic innego cię nie stać . Odpowiedz

ty masz monitor brudny ;/ Odpowiedz

Twarzowe Odpowiedz

http://icdn.cda.pl/g/91072_7bbd4d2a6239be6558761f0a48799c09.gif?w=300 Odpowiedz

taki kozak, ze jest na brodzie brudny Odpowiedz