People need to touch grass as much as possible. The online world convinces you that you deserve perfection and that doesn’t exist. Everything worthwhile in life involves investment/struggle/costs/risks. There’s no black and white, just a lot of grey. There’s pros and cons to every single option in life. I feel very bad for younger people I see get depressed over any sort of struggle or failure.
I need your help with something, even if it’s just a retweet:
I’m working on a story about the evolution of video games and the KEY to my story is a guy named Oscar Munoz who worked for Sega’s customer service dept in the early 1990s.
I’ve tried everything to find him and this is my last resort.
I don’t care what it looked like. I’d have taken a 3-2 victory. Being a 90’s kid (92), this game was HUGE, leading to Florida being at the top of my “most-hated” list. This one means a ton to me. I suffered for 22 miserable years. I’m suffering no more.
Go. Damn. Vols.
“So wassup, chief? Tell me where I sign at ‘cause a brother like me think it’s time to get paid.”
Every single last Martin and Hustle Man scene was classic 😂😂
Let the record show Project Pat is one of the greatest rappers of all time. I’m not debating this. It’s an objective fact. If you disagree, go culture yourself.