For years, I told myself that I wasn’t addicted to League…
I lied.
I haven’t played in a week, and I’m starting to feel withdrawals;
The lack of competition,
The lack of emotion,
The lack of drive.
I miss it.
I miss everything about it.
I need it.
Yesterday, I played 26 games.
After ending stream, I almost broke down in tears.
Why?
Because it should’ve been 30.
Sleep is nothing but a tool that the government uses to keep the population low elo.
I don’t need sleep;
I need a winstreak.
Hecarim buffs live.
Dominate.
“Why hasn’t he tweeted in 2 days?”
I was kidnapped.
Over the last 48 hours I underwent Intensive Physical Conditioning with Shaolin Monks.
They forced me to cleanse my body and mind in preparation of my NA climb.
Now, I have clear skin.
The Ranked Ladder is not ready.