Breakup Voicemail x Gigi Masin - Call Me (slowed+reverb) (best pre-workout)

Real

I won the first place in bodybuilding competition (she saw me in backstage)

Strictly headphones recommended 💯

Real.

Day number 488 without her (I can’t take it anymore)

Day 781 I work on my arms (I just learned that she got married)

Real. ( I pass by her house on my walks)

I think in all 400 comments no funny comments (i think)

Real.

Day 167 without her and it’s chest and shoulders

I trained while listening this for nothing. My life is just empty and full of 💩

day 28 and today is cardio (her house is near where i run)

"Do you want a hug?" (no one asked if I wanted one) (I've forgotten how it feels)

Training so hard for bodybuilding competition (she saw me outside the gym)

Todas mis malas experiencias me llevaron a perder mis emociones, desearía poder amar y llorar como lo llegue hacer hace años, es frustrante no poder sentir como los demás, ser feliz como los demás

sexing to thiis

That was the hardest 5 mins of my life lol.

Al fallo! maldita sea.

Day 47( Leg Day)

I been listening to this in school one time I cry and my friends look at me and ask what happens I told them she left

it’s been 1095 days, 2 hours, 10 minutes and 35 seconds since I heard her voice (right after New Year’s Eve 🎉)

Me imagining one more rep is one more minute with her

Day no something ( her voice started to fade )

Just barely got my membership. About to shred every one of my muscles (he was the reason I got up in the morning)

This did give me tears frfr. The only reason is because these are words I've been told before in one message, but another message is also something I want to say to a certain someone. The hardest part of relationships is letting go of someone that you want in your life. Once they're gone, they're gone, and they will only become a memory of someone you once knew. Life is brutal in that way, people will always come and go, but that should motivate us to discover new people and enjoy the memories AS they are happening. Anyways, to everyone also grinding in the gym for 2024, keep at it. Consistency over intensity, you got this.

Fellas. If you're in the gym after a breakup, ask yourself one question over and over again: "ARE YOU CUTTING OR ARE YOU BULKING."

The answer to this inquiry may just save your life. Good luck 😎

Ngl I wished she would say this to me, everyday I play this imagining it’s her apologizing and explaining to me why she did what she did

I trained my back(she is still my love)

To whoever reads this,

i love you

i love your smile
i love your laugh
i love your personality
i love your hair (or lack thereof)
i love your insecurities
i love your accomplishments
i love your failures
i love your eyes
i love your beauty
i love your handwriting (or the way you communicate)
i love the way you dance
i love you on your happy days
i love you on your sad days
i love you on the days you feel lonely
i love you on the days you feel helpless
i love you on the days you feel like no one cares
i love you on the days you feel forgotten
i love you on the days you feel unmotivated
i love you on the days you feel loved
i love you on the days you feel sick
i love you on the days you feel motivated
i love you on the days you feel depressed
i love you on the days you feel stresses
i love you on the days you feel crazy
i love you on the days you feel hopeful
i love you on the days you feel cuddly
i love you on the days you feel clingy
i love you on the days you feel amazing
i love you on the days you feel beautiful
i love you on the days you feel like a failure
i love you on the days you feel angry
i love you on the days you feel aggressive
i love you on the days you feel horrible
i love you on the days you feel safe
i love you on the days you feel unsafe
i love you on the days you feel vulnerable
i love you on the days you feel weird
i love you on the days you feel ok
i love you when you're healthy
i love how you sing (or hum or feel the music)
i love your taste in music
i love your taste in movies
i love your taste in tv shows
i love the way you move
i love the way you act
i love you when you cry
i love you when you're kind
i love you when you're mean
i love you when you're alone
i love you when you can't feel
i love you when you feel too much
i love you when you can't take life anymore
i love you when you feel like it's too much
i love you when you're asleep
i love you when you have nightmares
i love you when you have dreams
i love how you believe
i love you when you believe in yourself
i love you when you don't believe in yourself
i love you when you hate yourself
i love you when you love yourself
i love the way you think
i love you problems
i love your solutions
i love how you support
i love you when you're in pain
i love you when you're hurt
i love your promises
i love your secrets
i love your attitude
i love you sass
i love your creativity
i love your voice (or lack thereof)
i love you hand gestures
i love your stories
i love your wounds
i love your scars
i love your face
i love your past
i love your future
i love your present
i love your outfits
i love your style
i love your art
i love your honesty
i love you when you lie
i love you when you're tired
i love you when you're energetic
i love how you look
i love how you cook
i love you when you're adventurous
i love you when you're scared
i love your imperfections
i love your perfections
i love you when you worry
i love you when you talk (or communicate)
i love your opinions
i love you when you have a headache
i love you when you have a stomach ache
i love you when you help others
i love you when you need help
i love you when you're mature
i love you when you're immature
i love you in the hard times
i love you in the easy times
i love you when life is meh
i love you when you're responsible
i love you when you're irresponsible
i love you when you fight
i love you in your darkest moments
i love you in your brightest moments
i love your heart
i love you in the day
i love you in the night
i love you at midnight
i love you at 3 am
i love you at all times
i love you at your best
i love you at your worst
i love the little things you do

i love all of you
i love you when you're you

i love 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

DAY NUMBERRRR......









LEGDAY🗣🗣🗣

trained my legs again ( she was my angel )

just found out he moved on..

Por suerte no sé ingles, si no probablemente lloraría...

It's times like this where you are all alone and it's okay to cry

this audio hits different when you are in a toxic relationship and neither of us wants to give up because we love each other too much.

Chest day (she cheated on me)

this will scar me forever

Yknow, i really fucking hate how everyone says "oh your depressed? Just go to the gym, itll make you feel great!" Without understanding what a real true depression. Not a breakup one or one from the death of a loved one, but one conjured from nothing, something unable to just simply become removed. To see people around you able to be in a relationship amd experience that pain and joy, knowing you can feel neither and wanting yet fearing those emotions, so you isolate yourself, hoping for someone to do everything for you, while also knowing that no one cares enough for that. Knowing that your suffering will never end and that you cant even remember its beginning is something absolutely nothing can fix. And trust me ive tried. The last thing i have is electric shock therapy to even hope for a somewhat better life. So i hope that maybe the future will be merciful, and itll stay the same

ngll this shit got me crying

Whatever doesn’t kill will make you more alive and whatever breaks you will build you

Training shoulders again(she was my Angel)

This audio is my therapist

Thank you,



For being mine, if not now but had been.

day number (idk atp) of plotting to end it

now only loneliness can fix me

Let's start Day... 1

Day 475 it was chest day looking aesthetic now all the pain seems to have disappeared still have glimpses i see her with my friend whom she cheated on me with but i dont feel a thing

You ever look into a mirror, and hate what you see. And I mean really hate what you’re looking at so much that you want to purge everything you’ve become. You ever look back at what you’ve done and regret every second, every ounce of what you’ve placed for yourself, every lie, every fact, every tear and every smile. You want to erase yourself, eradicate your name and soul, and destroy what you’ve made.
Cause I do.

At least this girl in the voice mail regretted it