i ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hate videogames

Arigathanks gozaimuch, Kaichou.

Game developers/companies are like that abusive ex you almost married but keep coming back to because deep down you want to make it work. It's been almost 4 and a half years, Alice, please I just want both of us to be happy like we used to be. Please, just talk to me. Then when you think things are finally stable, she suddenly snaps, starts breaking the pottery you both made together years ago, then locks you out of your own house because you crashed on the couch one too many times from being overclocked. Did you know that this all took place in the winter, at midnight, while lacking a shirt or shoes with freezing rain? I sure didn't. The ride (or walk) never ends, and just like that person you wish to care for, sometimes enough isn't enough. It's never enough. Eventually, you look the other way when something goes wrong because you are used to it. Other times you sob uncontrollably in your car. The therapist said they cannot stop the surprise blanket parties with soap in stockings. At this point, the only thing keeping you from driving into that oncoming traffic is the Stockholm syndrome. Everyone around is starting to get suspicious about the truth of us, Alice. The bars close at 2:00 am. The graveyard shift employees at Walmart recognize me. My boss pulled me into his office this afternoon and asked if things were okay at home. The neighbors give disgusted looks whenever I pass by and I do not think the excuse of "Hey, let's have a sleepover at your place." is going to work for the 3rd time this week on OUR friends.

Hello, I play games with incompetent developers. exist? No, wait, that's not quite right.
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"Dirty Bomb is on your favorite games list, why are you not playing it as much as you used to?" Self-induced pain is something I tend to avoid when possible when it comes to the nerves in my wrist. DB just requires too much precision tracking. Whelp, nerves are dead and execution is back, but development completely stopped. It was fun while it lasted and although it wasn't that long, I'll remember those moments I experienced for years to come even after DB finally shuts down.

"Do you play League of Legends?" Main account was "Hypercoulremia". I'm done, please end it.

"What's your view on anime?" Anime is for degenerates sometimes alright.

"Your name is a lie." You're right.

"Do you into art?" I suppose if ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ is considered art then sure.

"You like steam right? What do you think about them?" No.

"Why do your reviews look like they're written by a mentally unsound window-licker?" Almost all of my reviews are written after staying awake for 24+ hours.

"Who the heck are you?" I'm usually known as Pleasant Thought on Steam, ErrSnareSnapTrap on Origin, or Megumimaru (Vangreil) on Black Desert Online.

"HEY ♥♥♥♥ YOU." No swearing on my christian steam profile.

"I don't really see you online as often, what gives?" My choice of profession will eventually limit my time for entertainment. TF2 Arena doesn't exist anymore. DB is shutting down. LoL is dead to me. DBD functions 50% of 25% of the time. While BDO is fun, I just indulge in the afk themepark on Cal2. CS:GO going f2p was a mistake. I might look into the VR genre but it seems like a pain to properly set up the equipment. But hey, if I actually manage to do so I might be able to live out my dream of sensually dancing for complete and total strangers provide wholesome content over the internet.