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WARNING! Carry on reading! Or you will die, even if you only looked at the word warning! Once there was a little girl called Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill all the staff in the hospital so the More- government decided that best idea was to get rid of her so they set up a special room to kill her, as humane as possible but it went wrong the machine they were using went wrong. And she sat there in agony for hours until she died. Now every week on the day of her death she returns to the person that reads this letter, on a monday night at 12:00a.m. She creeps into your room and kills you slowly, by cutting you and watching you bleed to death. Now send this to ten other profiles on this one site, and she will haunt someone else who doesn't. This isn't fake. apparently, if u copy and paste this to ten comments in the next ten minutes u will have the best of your life

Each passing moment feels like an eternity, and I find myself grappling with the harsh reality that my sanctuary, my escape, has been abruptly taken away, leaving me in a sea of uncertainty and despair

The separation from cs2 has forced me to confront the stark reality of a seemingly empty life without the crutch of a Internet cheat. As I gaze at the weapon by my keyboard, loaded with a single bullet, thoughts of escape intensify with every passing moment away from cs2. A day without sustenance has left me physically weakened, and the toll on my emotional well-being is evident in my bloodshot, weary eyes, worn out from a constant stream of tears. cs2 is more than just a cheating tool; it's the epitome of all gaming clients. The further I drift from cs2, the more the thought of joining it in a perceived heaven surfaces. Life without cs2 has become an unbearable abyss, a void that no amount of distraction or sleep can fill. The world appears dimmer, and the prospect of a cs2-less existence is a haunting specter that refuses to be ignored.

It's been a couple hours since cs2 was down, and the impact on my well-being has intensified beyond description. My body quivers, plagued by an incessant itch, and my mind continues its relentless descent into a state of deterioration with each passing minute without cs2. In those fleeting moments when I manage to forget about the downtime, a sharp shot of adrenaline courses through me, only to slowly wane as the reality of cs2's inaccessibility reasserts itself. These fluctuations have become a torturous emotional rollercoaster, plunging me into severe mental breakdowns that leave me grasping for stability. In a desperate attempt to escape this nightmare, I've sought solace in sleep, only to awaken with the gnawing paranoia of a world where cs2 is still down. The toll on my daily life is so profound that I even felt compelled to skip school, holding onto the hope that cs2 might be resurrected in my absence.