Flex, Mock, Destroy

Description: We used to be equals… in your head.but look at me now.fitter. stronger. tighter. everything you’ve dreamed of becoming, and everything you’ll never touch. you trained for years and barely made a dent.i trained for fun.and turned into a goddess you can’t even spot at the gym without getting laughed at. watch me flex.watch me pose.watch me show you what real results look like while you shrink in comparison.your 80kg leg press? that’s cute.i lift more, look better, and walk in heels like i own the building.because i do. you’re not a man.you’re a weak little failure with a front-row seat to your own inferiority. and the worst part? you love it.you ache for it.you’d beg me for gym advice just to hear me say no. because you know now, you’ll never get a girl like me.not even close.