Not my money or my pride. Just my time. As I get older, steadily marching toward that endless night called Death, I can feel quite keenly how much my time is worth. So when I choose to spend my time playing a game it’s because I want to have fun and “play”. I’m not having fun anymore. And the realization that you don’t really care stings just the littlest bit. So if you wouldn’t mind could I please have my time back? I know I can’t get my money back, that’s fine I paid for a product and I’m a Capitalist so that’s the system. And I can’t get my pride back. FatShark Exec’s are dancing over the flames of my burning soul so it’s too late for that. But if you wouldn’t mind please request of your Dark Gods that those hours be returned to me. I could use that time for something more productive. Like masturbating and then crying myself to sleep. Or having my skin removed slowly and painfully by a sexy Succubi. Or listening to K-Pop until my ears burst and throwing myself off a building. Not a tall building. Only a few stories so I don’t die, but end up in the ICU, deaf from K-Pop and broken from the fall. Any of those would be better than spending time on your game ever again.
Sounds extreme? Well if you had a heart attack at the age of 19 while tripping Acid and had seen the things I’ve seen, you’d value your time on Earth as much as I do.
