Um... okay.

There is also an alternate universe where Peter Parker's radioactive sperm gives MJ cancer... and it kills her.

And one where Peter uses Mr. Fantastic to hold the New York City together, turning Reed into web fluid and using him to hold all the buildings and people together.

I can find you and kill you.

I am not fucking around

They may not be my friends but I sure as hell treat you as my enemy.

I'm getting really sick of these for some reasons:

1) Yes. I'm overweight. I'm well aware. I exercise; I eat better; I fall into the scammy health supplement traps because I'm uncomfortable with the way I look.

2) I'm an actor. You know what sucks as an actor? "Knowing" that the other guy got cast in the lead because he's better looking than you. I hate feeling like I'll be a character actor forever because I'm overweight and I'm not attractive.

3) I'm self-conscious as fuck about my appearance. I went through an entire relationship digging that hole halfway to China. I don't need an anon in my inbox every week to make it worse.

4) I'm fairly certain I'm not the only person who gets these and feels personally affronted by them. I know it's probably a bot, but it fucking bothers me.

 Ahem, this is a workout/running/weightloss/healthy living blog. Don't want to read stuff that is related to running - don't read this blog.

I dedicated my run on 9/11 for those who died that day and for everyone else who has died protecting our freedom to do basically what we want in this country.

i am studying to become a house painter, and i like it. So.. i don't need to change my life or even my career choice. I JUST DON'T LIKE MY JOB TRAINING. I should learn things like painting and varnishing but i just remove smelly wallpapers all day long. and i can't change the place where i do my training beacause it's too late.