I feel you guys...I go to the gym just because it's my only way out. It's like cutting myself except it's good for me. You think that nothing is going your way and that everything just fucking sucks, then you look in the mirror and notice something you like...your progress. and it just fucking sets everything off inside of me. It's all I really have. What else really matters that much with the exeption of what you call your family? Lame fucking people who hardly ever have the best in mind for you? Work? School? Fuck all of it.