No doubt. It shouldn't take a tragedy like this to remind us that all we ever truly have is this moment. Ain't a damn thing guaranteed. Spread love to those you're lucky enough to have in your life while you're all still here.
RIP Kobe man. Still can't believe it. Honestly I'm not even grieving yet because I'm still in the shock and disbelief phase. It doesn't feel real yet, even though I've watched tons of videos and read tons of articles.
Man get outta here with this self pity incel bullshyt .....just cause your lame ass hates life don’t try to spread that negative shyt to everybody else.he’s right. This is a fukking nightmare.
don’t wanna hear any made up silver lining or how they’re in a “better place”. fukk that. Don’t wanna hear the Jesus freaks talk about it was “their time”. Folks too shook to admit how much of a crapshoot this shyt can really be.
Beautiful words, it’s crazy to think the Lakers wouldn’t even be in its current form without Kobe. He set everything in motion. During that time of change I used to jokingly say he was doing his heavenly deeds as a basketball gawd. Now it ain’t a joke anymore....
Man get outta here with this self pity incel bullshyt .....just cause your lame ass hates life don’t try to spread that negative shyt to everybody else.
None of us have any clue what all this shyt is. I definitely don’t believe some man in the sky created this shyt in 7 days. And I also don’t believe that everything happened because of some big explosion. Whatever it is, it’s way beyond our comprehension. There could be something better after. There could be something worse. There could be nothing at all. Either way, you have no idea. Nobody does. But you a lame trying to come in here with that morbid shyt just cause you prolly been an ugly loser your whole life. Death is a natural part of this existence. Get over it.
This I admit is a white people thing but when one of their heroes goes away just watch the tone change.These people asking "Why do people care when a rich celebrity dies?" get me borderline heated. We care because we connect to these public figures. They each touch us for some personal reason, we root for them, we believe in them, and we're inspired by them.
I’m coming home from work at 3:30am
we miss u mamba was on a electronic billboard
that shyt made me smile
Detroit loves Kobe
For basketball fans, nothing quite like this has happened before. When a beloved actor or musician dies suddenly, part of the pain comes from the “oh God, not again” sensation, the history-repeats-itself aspect. It’s the ache of pattern recognition: We’ve lost great actors and musicians prematurely too many times before. In this case, though, there’s no pattern, and if many of us feel a little lost this week, it’s because we’re actually lost. We’re grieving without a template. (When Prince died, you could go in your room and blast “Purple Rain.” What are you supposed to do now, stream NBA highlights?) We’re coming to terms not just with the knowledge that this has happened, but that it could happen—that killing Kobe Bryant was something the world was allowed to do.