Rest in peace brother. I'm sad that you're gone, life is just too short... you know, just the other day, I waws thinking about when you blew up that homeless guy with an illegal firework, didn't think he'd outlive you, but your parole officer made sure you paid for the best treatment in order to keep you out of court... I just wish you had money left to pay for the testicle removal surgery. I know you were running out of time, but... I Just didn't think it would happen so soon... I know you made the best of it though, but still... It pains me to see you gone. I'm sorry that you'll never get to hold your abnormally tan son in your arms, and that he will grow up without knowing the love of a father... But that's the gift of life, you never know what you'll get! Fly high.

gathering more garbages in your party wont make game easier

I have been struggling with a problem that I have been keeping to myself for some time. I have been faking intimacy with my wife because all I can think about is playing Dota and perfecting my strategies with certain heroes. I find myself daydreaming during intimate moments with my wife, visualizing the perfect blink-stun combo with Queen of Pain, or the precise moment to unleash a Sun Strike with Invoker. My mind races with different tactics and strategies, and I struggle to focus on the present moment.

In an effort to conceal my preoccupation, I have been faking physical and emotional engagement during intimate moments with my wife. I'll put on a facade of pleasure, making noise and movements that I think would convince her that I'm fully invested in the moment. I'm aware that this is not fair to her and it's causing strain in our relationship, but I can't help it, the urge to play Dota is too strong.

milk 1

mental illness personified

HE is so terrible at gaming JEEEESUUUUS