I got placed in silver last night and, u know, I was pissed, who wants to play with a bunch of autistic children right? so Im grinding like a mf all the way to (almost ) plat. I'm on my final game to promotion and I get a team of ok players. we easily push the cart to the end, im thinking; great, we might actually win. Then they go full ♥♥♥♥♥♥, im talking 3 dps on defense type meme and wont change, plus they were as useful as ♥♥♥ in a dead dog. they then proceeded to throw a perfectly good game and now I want to kill myself.

I sexually identify as Jesse McCree. Ever since I was a little girl I dreamed of fanning the wind on disgusting Tracer's. People say to me that a person being McCree is impossible and that I'm ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ retarded but I don't care, it's high noon. I'm cutting my arm off and having a cybernetic limp installed on my body. From now on I want you guys to call me “the boy” and respect my right to draw on fools who come in my sight and kill them needlessly. If you can't accept me as Jesse McCree then you're a Overphobe and need to check your gamer gate privilege. Thank you for being so understanding.