Autumn, my gaming life has turned into a cringe marathon without you. In CS:GO, I'm the server's clown, my shots as wild as a leaf in a storm. Rust feels like an endless, lonely quest where my bases echo with the silence of your absence. My strategies are now the stuff of server legends - for all the wrong reasons. Every match without you is like performing stand-up comedy in front of an audience that only laughs at my misfortune. I've started talking to my screen, hoping your avatar might glitch back into existence. My gaming nights are now filled with cringe-worthy moments, like trying to clutch a 1v5 with a knife or building a base with no doors. Please, return to our digital realm before I become the laughing stock of every lobby. Let's make the servers cringe with our victories and our banter once more! I'm here, waiting, like a beacon of hope in the cringe abyss, longing for the days when we could laugh at our own blunders and celebrate our triumphs together. Come back Autumn!

Somehow has my old p2 doppler, a lil tbh

+rep

Hurricane Milton survivor

+rep

wbu

wahtever i guess

i hope u guys get married <3