🦅 BIRDS GAMEDAY TRADITION 🦅
Monday Night Football in Green Bay! When the Birds beat the Packers, someone will win a Birds jersey of their choice! To win:
1) Like & Retweet
2) Follow @JoshReynolds24
3) Drop a Go Birds!
Winner selected Tuesday night! Go Birds!
***IMPORTANT***
Winner will NOT be DM’d from any other account & will NOT be asked to fill out a form. These are scam accounts pretending to be me. I will DM you from my account congratulating you & asking for details.
Life doesn’t owe you anything. Not your dreams, not respect, not even your happiness.
1. People don’t care about your struggles.... They’ll only notice your success, and even then, it’s fleeting. Don’t waste time expecting empathy from those who’ll only judge your results.
2. Your ‘friends’ and ‘family’ will leave when it’s convenient .. People show their true colors when your back is against the wall. Don’t count on loyalty, count on your ability to stand strong alone.
3. You’ll lose people who aren’t meant for you .... Whether it’s a relationship, a friendship, or a business partner, you’ll cut ties or get cut off. It’s the painful part of growth, but the sooner you accept this, the easier it gets to let go.
4. Time is your only non-renewable resource .... You can waste money, get it back. You can lose health, and recover. But time? Once it’s gone, it’s gone. Stop wasting it on unimportant things and people who don’t matter.
5. Failure is your greatest teacher, not your enemy .... You can succeed, but you’ll fail first. Don’t make the mistake of thinking that failure is something to avoid. It’s the ticket to your growth.
The Guide to Surviving This:
Focus on what you can control ... Your effort, your mindset, your time.
Cut out the noise ....Stop explaining yourself. Don’t wait for validation.
Build a strong foundation ... Financially, mentally, emotionally.
Stop looking for the easy way .... If it was easy, everyone would have it.
Growth is painful, but it’s also the only way forward. Embrace the struggle, and let life harden you into someone who can stand tall in the storm.
Playboi Carti, I can’t take this anymore. My bones are weak, my soul is drained, and my will to live is hanging by a thread, all because you refuse to drop this album. I have aged decades waiting for you to bless us with music, surviving off nothing but leaks and false hope. You pop up with cryptic messages, disappear for months, and then resurface just to troll us again. My friends and family barely recognize me—I’m just a hollow shell, refreshing Twitter every day for news that never comes. How many more sleepless nights must I endure? How many more fake release dates must break my spirit? Carti, I beg you, end this suffering. Drop the album before I crumble into dust