It All Started In A McDonald's...
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Life is a continuous cycle of depressing reality. We're born. We breed. We die. We're all just numbers working for the government that already has enough pocket money as it is.
And things won't change. It's the way of life.
Or so I thought, I guess.
Until a certain god did something to change that.
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My name is Jamie Adams. I'm not the most academically intelligent. I'm no good on a stage. I'm DEFINITELY not a maths genius.
Everyone's got it in them to achieve anything. I didn't use to think that, but I only had to believe in myself and work hard and I did what I never thought I could do...
This so cheesy. Who wrote this script?
But, hey, if I can make it in life the way I did, I guess everyone's got a chance.
I'm not going to pretend the ride was smooth. I nearly died so many times... I can't even remember how many times Loki or Peter had to save my ass. Like the time I almost got hacked to pieces in a temple of doom like an Indiana Jones film...
Oh, wait, that's not going to convince you to try hard in life. Well I was going to explain that time me and Peter almost drowned because we got dropped into a lake by some weird flying winged dude...
Anyway, whatever you want to do with life, I'm sure your obstacles won't be as intense or as near certain death as mine were. And life is not easy or in anyway fair.
So basically, the message I'm trying to say is, if you want to make it anywhere in life, you've got to learn to give a shit.
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Updates are pretty inconsistent :')
Cover artwork is mine
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