How many times have you heard a teenager talk about how bad this or that is and you look at them and think “ Whats wrong? Let me tell you whats wrong, nothing.” People say “I hate my life , it sucks blah blah blah” then your ass is about one nano second from falling into a deep dark abyss of doom and guess what? Sad Susan is begging for her life with all of its imperfections. I know this because i've done it. Have a bad day? Your taxes are late, no rent, your girlfriend is pissed, rough huh? Not really. The idea of falling hundreds of feet into jagged rocks seems so distant from you couch that it could be impossible , it's not, and if you've never looked down that barrel then you are going to have to trust me on this, it ranks up there with circling sharks in blood filled water. You will beg for a school bus full of kids, stuck in L.A traffic, drinking red bull and playing with cans of pepper spray. It can Always be worse.
Enter Contrast.
So is there a point to this, well maybe.
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