A successful life is not necessarily measured by wealth or the accumulation of materialistic things. True success comes with maintaining a positive character.
Lonzo Ball and Michael Porter Jr. say their eighth and ninth grade selves would dominate in the WNBA
Lonzo: “I mean this as respectfully as possible, but ninth-grade Lonzo Ball in the WNBA, is going crazy. Look, in ninth grade, I’m over six feet and I’m dunking. I’m coming through the lane. No girl in the WNBA is doing that. I’m going backdoor, throw it up, looking like Jordan out there. I mean it so respectfully, middle school down, I give it to the WNBA”
Michael: “I’mma go eighth grade. I have real experience doing this because my sisters went to the University of Missouri. They had me playing on the scout team, and they had a few WNBA players on the team, like Sophie Cunningham. I think I was in the seventh or eighth grade going dumb. I have real life experience. It’s just a difference. And I wish this would stop the conversation because it should be common sense, but it’s just not”
@PRIMALDATA@marvelousmarc96 I don’t even read the comics. Granted I listen to YouTubers explained comics over the years. But yea, dude in the video just talking! 😅
#Spider-Man: Brand New Day
I don't think people are talking enough about this scene...
Technically, Peter Parker dies.
That gunshot wasn't something he should've survived.
It wasn't Spider-Man's healing that saved him.
It was #JeanGrey.
She stayed outside the hospital for hours, using her powers to keep Peter alive. Every heartbeat. Every pulse. Every single breath he took before waking up... Jean was breathing for him.
Frank even points out that #Peter shouldn't have survived that wound.
The moment that completely broke me was at the end.
Jean takes one final deep breath...
...and at that exact moment, Peter opens his eyes and takes his first breath on his own.
That's when I realized every breath Peter took until then had been Jean's.
She literally refused to let him die.
No grand speech.
No dramatic confession.
Just silently staying by his side, keeping him alive until he was finally strong enough to breathe on his own.
That wasn't just beautiful storytelling...
That was love in its purest form. ❤️🩹😭