You know, when I left the house today I was thinking damn, I really hope some hot chick paints my brains all over some ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ hallway. And here we are. I mean really, just absolutely destroy me. I'm talkin' full on, watermelon-in-the-thighs level carnage. And I want it to scare the ♥♥♥♥ outta me. I mean I hope I piss myself. I hope I piss myself and you call me your little peepee pisspiss boy. I want you to ♥♥♥♥ me up. I mean I want you to make me your ♥♥♥♥♥. Your little peepee-piss-myself-♥♥♥♥♥. I want it to get embarrassing. I mean like... weirdly embarrassing. Unsanitary, too. We should be entirely different people, by the end of the first eight hours. Do you understand what I'm trying to say here? I mean, I'm a real freak. I'm not normal. Ma'am... Please... You have to crush me.

0/10, thanks for feeding my game, I dont think deadlock is for you.

This guy is fantastic. Just needs to work on communication, aim, map awareness, crosshair placement, economy management, pistol aim, awp flicks, grenade spots, smoke spots, pop flashes, positioning, bomb plant positions, retake ability, bunny hopping, spray control and getting a kill.

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Sending good vibes your way for a beautiful and peaceful day
Stay kind, stay strong, and don’t forget to smile!

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